I left you last time by mentioning something about love…and I am sure you’ve been waiting to hear the rest of the story, but I decided to wait on that one. I thought I should tell you more about my day as Canine Executive Officer of BACB Unleashed.
Believe me, I didn’t know what I was getting into when I was brought to my forever home. You know when they talk about a kid in a candy shop? Well, this is a pup in a canine bakery! I’m surprised I don’t weigh 50 lbs – it is so difficult to maintain my svelte figure in this environment!
Mom bakes a lot – that’s great for me and my besties. Each of us has a duty on baking day. Bridger likes to be right by the mixer because he likes to lick up the flour that falls on the floor. It’s pretty funny actually, because he’s black (yes, I do know my colors and, really, orange and red don’t go together). After he’s been in the flour, it’s like someone who eats a powdered sugar donut when wearing a dark shirt and gets it all over themselves. I am in the kitchen where the dough is placed until it gets rolled out; I am right where small pieces of dough can fall off as the dough is being moved from the mixer to the counter. Quinn (my yellow bestie) likes to be in the room where mom does the rolling out of the dough because pieces fall off there sometimes. Mom does have to close the door to this room when she’s not there because Quinn has done some naughty things like eat off the dough wad – mom was not happy that she couldn’t use it then for her treats to sell!
Anyway, we all have a job and we do it very, very well. Most of our baking days start about 8:00 a.m. after our morning walk. Mom mixes up a bunch of dough. That keeps me and my besties busy then we get to nap while it’s baking. Mom can’t nap, though, because she has to keep getting up and down to get just the right amount of baking for each type of treat. When a batch of treats is done, we don’t get up from our nap, but we do listen really hard in case a treat falls on the floor. I’m the quickest so I usually get to it first.
Baking usually goes on until maybe 4:00 p.m. – sometimes earlier, sometimes later depending on how much dough mom made. By this time, my besties and me have napped, been outside playing and napped again. We have to keep up our strength because packaging is next.
Being alert during packaging is really important. This is where the taste-testing comes in. Everything is laid out on the counter and sometimes a treat just happens to slide off and I’m right there to get it. After all, I want to help mom keep her house clean. heh heh.
We also get some of the small pieces left after packaging that didn’t make the grade because mom wants the treats she packages to be perfect. That suits us just fine. The more treats that don’t meet her standards, the more we get! We just wish she would burn more of the treats!
Then the work day is done. It can be quite tiring, but I saved some energy to go outside to ward off any squirrels that think it’s okay to be in the yard. My work as Canine Executive Officer is done until the next baking day.
Until next time; gotta run…