My daughter was making a cheese cake and had just finished the crumb base when she decided to have a bit of a break.
She had placed the cake tin with the base in what should have been a fairly safe position way back on the kitchen bench.
After ten minutes she went back to finish the cake and discovered our seven year old border collie, Gracie, had moved two chairs in the idning room into position so she could leap from one to the other and then onto the bench.
I heard the chairs scraping on the floor but didn't think much of it.
So there was Gracie standing on the bench with her snout in the cake tin polishing off the crumb base.
My youngest hardly ever swears but she would have made a sailor blush with what she called Gracie
