Living in a home with large animals is always exciting. Over the years, I have tuned my ears to listen for mischief. Unfortunately, my timing is still a bit off.

This evening I heard the doggie door go “clunk” in that way. You know, the way that tells you something just happened. In our case, a canine caper.

I went to the kitchen but was too late – the lab had run out with a stick of butter. Butter destined to make these.

And no, I didn’t chase her down and get my butter back. She’s pretty slippery when she wants to be…

Update: Bake the cookies. I dare you.