Who: Quincy Barkley Bunker
What: the 3 tier cake wedding I'm working on for some friends of ours daugter's wedding
When: Right before mutual after a full day of baking the 6 layers and I was finally done and as I was frantically trying to fix dinner, pick up the house, entertain the kiddies, clean up all the cake batter and cake pans and hurry and take a quick shower before Jared came home and I had to leave
Why: because he's a naughty, naughty dog
How: By channeling his inner-cat and jumping on the chair and then relying on his innate canine skills to "woof" down the cake before I came out and sentenced him to an evening outside (he's lucky he missed a life sentence of being listed on Craig's list under "free dog")
How does the defendant plea? GUILTY, GUILTY, GUILTY
3 comments:
What a disaster!
But oh how simply mournful he looks!! Poor doggy!
but I would have outsted him too after he did that dastardly deed! What on earth did you do for the wedding cake? Did you have enough time etc to get another done??? oh my! My heart goes out to you! gm
As upset as I probably would've been over that disastrous situation, you can't help but have sympathy for those puppy dog eyes! It looks like Quincy has gotten that "feel bad for me" look down! Hope it all worked out and that Quincy is still a Bunker!
Wow! I LOVE reading your blogs! A very bright spot in my day, and quite entertaining. Poor Quincy (actually I feel worse for you). How did you manage to get the cake done for your friend? I tell ya: our dogs finished off a plate of barbecued chicken we had on the counter and had saved for Andy one night (he had to work later). Oooh! They were banished to the outdoors for the rest of the night. And Andy had to fix a different dinner for himself. Love, Mom
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