There it was, sitting on a plate on the counter, chopped into two pieces, one smaller than the other, sprinkles and all.
I had just finished eating supper and thought the small cupcake would make a good dessert so I didn't hesitate to pick up the smaller portion (in an attempt to be generous) and gobble it down.
It tasted like a vanilla cupcake with sprinkles, as expected, except the texture was very crunchy.
A couple of minutes later my sister went over to the plate and said, "Where did the other half of Maggie's treat go? Did someone eat it?"
...Oops.
Maggie, in case you did not know, is my dog (Read more about her here).
I admitted to consuming the treat but was relieved that nobody witnessed the event as I had gobbled that "pupcake" down quickly without a second thought. In my defense, there was nothing stopping me from eating it and it was also just chilling on a plate on the counter, sprinkles and all, begging me to eat it.
My parents were not surprised that it was me and they had a good laugh over it all. Apparently I have a habit of just eating without thinking. Something I need to correct, and fast, before I eat any more sprinkled dog treats.
Poor Maggie only got half of her "pupcake" and I felt a little bad because, in all honesty, it tasted pretty good and I am very thankful for that :).
Mistakes were made today but I am not the only human who has enjoyed a dog treat in my family...
One day I came home from work and my brother Landon ran up to me and asked me to dare him to eat one of Maggie's treats (which were Soft Milk Bone Beef).
I thought it was weird that he would want me to dare him with such urgency but I said, "Sure, I dare you to eat one of those."
"I'll eat two!" He shouted as he shoved two beefy treats into his mouth.
Mom came into the kitchen and said, "Hey! I told you to stop eating Maggie's treats!"
The little stinker...
...at least I'm not alone :).
I had just finished eating supper and thought the small cupcake would make a good dessert so I didn't hesitate to pick up the smaller portion (in an attempt to be generous) and gobble it down.
It tasted like a vanilla cupcake with sprinkles, as expected, except the texture was very crunchy.
A couple of minutes later my sister went over to the plate and said, "Where did the other half of Maggie's treat go? Did someone eat it?"
...Oops.
Maggie, in case you did not know, is my dog (Read more about her here).
I admitted to consuming the treat but was relieved that nobody witnessed the event as I had gobbled that "pupcake" down quickly without a second thought. In my defense, there was nothing stopping me from eating it and it was also just chilling on a plate on the counter, sprinkles and all, begging me to eat it.
My parents were not surprised that it was me and they had a good laugh over it all. Apparently I have a habit of just eating without thinking. Something I need to correct, and fast, before I eat any more sprinkled dog treats.
Poor Maggie only got half of her "pupcake" and I felt a little bad because, in all honesty, it tasted pretty good and I am very thankful for that :).
Mistakes were made today but I am not the only human who has enjoyed a dog treat in my family...
One day I came home from work and my brother Landon ran up to me and asked me to dare him to eat one of Maggie's treats (which were Soft Milk Bone Beef).
I thought it was weird that he would want me to dare him with such urgency but I said, "Sure, I dare you to eat one of those."
"I'll eat two!" He shouted as he shoved two beefy treats into his mouth.
Mom came into the kitchen and said, "Hey! I told you to stop eating Maggie's treats!"
The little stinker...
...at least I'm not alone :).
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