Sunday, August 12, 2012

Nom! Shortcake

I have a problem, and that problem is baked goods. If there are baked goods cooling on the dining room table, I will attempt to eat them.  Jake and Bridget seem to keep forgetting this.  But I am ever hopeful, ever vigilant.

And today, I won!

I got some shortcake!  It was awesome.  Bridget screamed. But I didn't stop.

I am the master of the baked goods.  No one can stop me.

Yes, I will pull down the tablecloth if I have to.  Yes, I will eat until I make myself ill.

But Jake, as long as you keep baking, I will keep attempting, by any means necessary, to eat your baked goods.  Bring on your cookies.  Bring on the breads.  I will eat them.  All.

Oh, also, yesterday, the whole family went over to Sue's condo building where they had this awesome Dog-a-palooza event, with proceeds to benefit my good friends at the Lowell Humane Society.  It was amazing.  I got SO MANY treats.  I also got my toenails clipped, which wasn't awesome, except for the fact that I got lots of treats.

All their treats are belong to me.

NOM.

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