I'd like to see her try that with my dogs. She'd be back to baking.
The ball and chain, errr, wife baked 4 dozen chocolate cookies for a BSA function one time. She had already let them cool and had put them in a tupperware container. Feeling somewhat safe in the knowledge that our Labradog at the time (big, 120 pound, happy yellow, mischievous boy) would not eat what he could not smell.
Well, apparently there was a problem with the machines at the Tupperware Plant on the day this particular container was made...
After walking outside for 2 minutes (yes, she timed it) to check on laundry, she came back in to find the container on the floor, open, a big doggie wagging his tail, and 48 cookies gone.
So, it was back to baking; after she kicked the dog's ass, of course.
