Chocolate Cakes and Labs

Not my brightest day, the other day. I baked a chocolate bundt cake to take to dinner with friends. To cool it, I put the bundt pan upside down over a wine bottle. And the cake plopped out, crumbling on the stove in millions of little pieces. This is not the first time I’ve done this. And I even described the cake as “plopping” when I documented it last time, four and a half years ago.

Then I took Kona for a walk in the snow. I let her off the leash in the park, threw a tennis ball for her to fetch, and the ball disappeared into the 12 inches of snow. Oopsies. She doesn’t do well knowing objects could be in her mouth but aren’t in her mouth.

She does love the snow, though.