Saturday morning started with an early morning phone call from a friend of mine. Her daughter wasn't feeling well and the two were signed up to take a Bûche de Noël (Yule Log) baking class, and would I like to attend in her place? Of course I gladly accepted the invitation. The class was 4 hours long and its description said that in that time you were "to learn the mysteries of a proper genoise (sponge) cake, the wonders of butter-cream frosting, and the magical decorating powers of mushroom-shaped meringues." However the class was described, it was really a lot of fun! The cake was a lot of work, but I think it had a really good flavor, and so I took it to a get together last evening. But this morning I have to admit to having overdone it on the sampling and along with a late night, I woke up with a bit of a headache.
The rest of the weekend has been uneventful as the focus turned to Humble who we've had for about two weeks now. She's settled in nicely and really enjoys playing with Todd. One thing that was obvious when I first met her was that she is not 13 years old. My friends and I and the vet all agree that Humble is probably only around 11. Her energy level and physical condition pretty much confirm that. This week she becomes available for adoption through the rescue, and I'll list Humble on their website to try and find a forever home for her. Of course we have thought about keeping her. But we feel that she's just not a good fit for our household. This is only because she's a little too rough with our cat and is possessive and a little growly around food when the other dogs are around, and that creates a little bit of a problem in a multi-dog household.
But even though Humble doesn't like the other dogs around when she eats, she doesn't mind sharing the dog-beds, and that is just one of her many good and endearing qualities.