My dog fashions himself a baker...
My wife decided she was going to bake me a carrot cake (my favorite) for Father's Day. She's got a great recipe for a scratch made cake, but since my kids are coming over and we're going to be preparing dinner too I told her I didn't want her to go to so much work. So while at the store we just picked up a box mix.
She baked a chocolate cake from a box mix yesterday for a little car club get-together (yes, we "social distanced) and planned on making the carrot cake this morning.
When we got home yesterday I noticed a cake box in the backyard and the torn-up ingredient bag. Evidently my Rhodesian Ridgeback somehow got the empty box and tore the liner out of it. I cleaned it up and threw it in the trash...again.
This morning my wife got ready to make the carrot cake but couldn't find the boxed mix anywhere. After searching everywhere she thought it might be, she finally went to the trash can and...yep, turns out the dog took the full box of mix off the counter. He took it outside, tore the corner off the ingredient bag and ate all of the mix.
Hopefully, he drank a lot of water after then ran around to mix it all up, then lay down and let his body heat bake the cake.
I wonder what I'm going to find out in the back yard today?
