I know my husband would not have ordered anything from a bakery. I know my daughters know better than to send us bakery gifts, my true friends know better than that. What is in the package. It feels heavy, like a cake or maybe some kind of fudge. OMG, WHAT IS IN THE PACKAGE??
Pulse quickening, I take it into the kitchen and grab a sharp knife to slit open the sealing tape on the outside of the box. Is my mouth watering? I am wondering if I will be picking up a fork and stabbing the contents in a moment. I am fuming, concerned that whatever is in the box will find it's way into my mouth.
Without a plan
and without a pause
I pry open the flap
and push the paper liner
out of the way
to find three bags
of freshly baked
cookies . . .
that I ordered for our DOG!
I am the culprit who ordered from a barkery (not bakery) in Connecticut! A few weeks ago I was watching Shark Tank and saw the story of a young boy who started his own company selling freshly baked, preservative free, human-food-grade dog biscuits - healthy, sugar free treats for canines. The company is Ryan's Barkery I decided to support the company with an order of three bags of treats: peanut butter, lo fat cheddar and pumpkin-apple - and almost immediately forgot about it.
After getting a good laugh at myself I offered a treat to our bichon, who pronounced them delicious.
No, I have not tried them.
Looking back at the box and the mailing label I see that it clearly reads BARKERY on the label and there is even a WOOF WOOF on the label in a large sized font. Clearly, this proves the theory that people see what they want to see. I am very grateful for this pain-free lesson to remind me the importance of PAUSE/PAWS.
Sorry, I cannot help reaching for a pun, which, unlike a bun, has no calories.