A few weeks before I began writing this blog, I found out that my ten year old boxer would not have much longer to live due to a cancerous growth that kept coming back. I decided to dedicate my new blog to the dog who became notorious for his cupcake snatching in our home.
It began with hoovering crumbs up at our feet, and then with the puppy dog eyes (learned from master moocher, Jake), followed by a table snatch of one of my Mum’s home-made empire biscuits when everyone had left the room. It became clear that Sam meant business when it came to food. He had a particular fancy for cheese, and had perfected the art of separating left over potatoes from bits of tasty chicken. Sam was different from all of our other boxers because he didn’t like to walk, or go outside in the dark. He was a low energy dog who loved nothing more than to cuddle up on the couch.
When it came to cupcakes, Sam’s eyes would widen as the plate was passed around the room and he watched you carefully at every bite. In his final few weeks, he was treated with the last bite of cake…of everybody’s cake. But he was honest. If he didn’t like something I baked – he wouldn’t eat it!
Sadly, five days after I started this blog, we had to say goodbye to Sam much earlier than we had thought. His absence is felt here but his stories will be kept alive in this blog alongside my baking stepping stones. I miss this mooching face! x