She gets to live another day.
Last night I baked four loaves of zuccini bread. I pulled the last two loaves out of the oven at 10:45 p.m. and set them on the counter to cool over night. This morning I planned to pop them in the freezer before we left.
this morning I walk into the kitchen to find brown crumbs all over the floor, along with the towel the two loaves were on. Counter is devoid of any loaves.
It's time to head down the road on our camping trip. Allie has no idea how lucky she is right now because I am not a happy camper.
Oh! That dog! Grrrrrrr!