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on July 16, 2014

BEEP, BUZZ, BEEP, BUZZ, went the alarm clock went off at the wee hour of 3am.

“Oh my pugness,” Fosse said.

“What in the cotton puggin time is it?” Olive asked.

“Time to get up,” Sandee said walking passed their room and toward the bathroom.

Rob stumbled into the kitchen to start coffee and breakfast for the pugs.

“Fosse honey, it’s your day off, go back to bed,” Sandee said from the bathroom.

Fosse smiled big and bundled back under the covers. Olive scooted into the kitchen were Rob had coffee and breakfast ready for them. The smell of bacon must have charged Fosse and Java to get up because they stumbled to the table half asleep.

“Could I have a Pugaccino before work today?” Olive asked.

“You know, I should get to the bakery now,” Sandee said and Olive got a sad look on her face since she was to work with her today, “Rob, will you drop Olive off after she has her drink?”

“Thanks mama!” she said excitedly.

Sandee kissed Rob, ate a fist full of bacon and toast as she grabbed he purse and keys and left the house. Rob started steaming milk for her drink and two other pugs had their paws raised like he had already asked who else wanted one. Rob got all Pugaccino’s done at the same time and all he heard was slurping and nom, nom, nom, from the pugs. He smiled and they all got dressed to start the day.

Rob dropped Olive and Fosse off at their bakery, Sugar Shack; then him and Java were off to do other errands.

“Oh good, you two got here fast,” Sandee hollered from the kitchen as soon as she heard the door open and the tapping of their nails on the floor as they came to the kitchen.

They put their aprons on and got to work. Fosse yawned big and moved a little slow.

“I’m on it,” Olive said and went to the espresso machine that was already heating up.

While she got drinks ready, Foss put on an apron and slid in next to mama.

“What’s on the bake today?” he asked.

“We only have one order today,” she said, “it’s a large cookie order.”

“Oh goodie, time for cookie,” he said and rubbed his paws together quickly.

“Baking not eating,” Sandee said to remind him.

“Um, I’m not the cookie monster,” he said, “he’s at home today.”

“Do you mean Java or Papa?” she asked.

“Java,” she said and they both giggled.

They all drank drinks and baked. Sandee and Olive concentrated on the cookie order and Fosse focused on getting the breads in the oven before moving on to bars and other confections that were needed.

“This is a new recipe,” Fosse said, “Olive Tap, tip, in.”

“What?” Olive asked.

“Olive Tapanade Bread,” Sandee said, “it’s a bread recipe from the olive dip I love so much.”

“What?!” Olive asked again.

“Silly girl, it’s the name of the bread,” she said.

“It smells really good,” Fosse said as he mixed the ingredients together and started to knead the bread.

“And yes it’s safe for you both to try after it’s baked,” Sandee said.

Fosse and Olive both clapped and got back to work.

Everything was baked, cooled, decorated for that day and place in the case. They were ready to open for the day. It was very slow for the first few hours; even thou it was very sunny outside. Fosse was looking out the window and saw something in the distance. It got closer and noticed a group of little girls, some mom’s and each girl had a small dog with them. Some where on leashes, some were being carried in bags and a few were being held. They kept walking toward the bakery.

“Mama, oh mama,” he said excitedly, “Olive, Olive.”

“What?” they both said as they ran to the window.

They all saw what was coming to the bakery and Olive got excited. They group got to the bakery and entered. It was 5 little girls dressed in cute sun dresses, a few had hats on, cute sandals and great accessories, each dog was also dressed up; there were two adult women.

“Welcome to Sugar Shack,” Sandee said and they all went behind the counter ready to serve.

“May we move some of these tables?” one woman asked.

“Of course, let me help,” Sandee said.

The three of them moved some of the tables closer together and formed a horseshoe shape.

“My name’s Sandee and I own this place,” she said, “this is Fosse and Olive and it’s looks like they fit right in.” They all shook hands.

“Hi, I’m Manda and this is Cerese,” Manda said, “we baby-sit these little ladies and this is our weekly treat.”

Olive noticed there were three pugs among the group; she got excited and went to greet them.

“Hi, I’m Olive,” she said and her curly tail wagged.

All the other dogs tails started wagging as well and they all gathered in the corner while the tables and chair were re-arranged.

“Hi Olive, I’m Pogo,” he said; he was one of the other pugs.

“I’m Sweet Pea Pug,” she said.

“And I’m Van Pelt,” he said sounding like a regal pug.

“We are Sonny and Cher,” the mini Pomeranians.

“Wow you guys are really pretty,” Olive said, “you have lots of hair. I don’t have much.”

“Thanks,” Cher said.

They continued to yap to each other while the girls sat and started chatting.

“Ok girls, tell us what you all want to eat and drink and we’ll get the pups something as well,” Cerese said out loud.

“Olive come on back here,” Fosse said and she did so.

Olive manned the register, Sandee made drinks and Fosse got the food. The girls lined up and ordered. They ordered, got their snacks and drinks and all sat down. Each girl’s dog had a matching outfit on to theirs. It was very cute and very girly; it was nice that the boy dogs looked like boys.

“Come here Sweet Pea,” Sophie called and gave a treat to.

“Come here,” all the other girls called and gave treats as well.

“Mmmmm, those are good aren’t they?” Grace asked.

They all pet and kissed their dogs heads and went back to their chatting. The dogs went back to the corner.

“Awww, that’s so cute,” Rosie said, “they all look extra cute today.”

“You all did an extra good job of dressing them today,” Cerese said, “I see some new outfits.”

All the girls giggled and went back to chatting. All Olive could do was stare and wish she was part of the girly fun. She didn’t want to be rude, so she kept her distance. Sweet Pea noticed her looking eager in the distance and waved Olive over to join them.

“Hi, thanks for inviting me over,” Olive said excited and breathless.

“Wow, slow down, breathe,” Sweet Pea said, “my name’s Sweet Pea.”

“I’m Olive,” she said and they all giggled, “this is so exciting.”

“Hi there,” Van Pelt said sitting right next to Olive; he nuzzled her side and smiled.

“Awwwww,” all the girls said at the same time noticing this as it happened.

“I think Van Pelt likes Olive,” Rosie said, “likes likes her.”

“Hi Pelty,” Olive said and nudged him back.

“Awww,” all the other dogs said as the same time.

The smallest pug came over and sat next to Olive.

“I love your dress,” Olive celebrated, “what’s your name?”

“Whisper,” she said.

“Ok, what’s your name?” Olive whispered.

“Whisper,” she said again.

“Ok, why do I need to whisper?” she asked again whispering.

Everyone started laughing loudly; Olive was clueless.

“Her name is Olive, you don’t have to,” Cher said.

“Oh, that is funny,” Olive said and joined in the laughing.

Everyone ate, giggled, chatted, and gossiped for about 1 hour.

“Ok, time to go,” Cerese announced, “thank you so much for everything. We all love it here.”

“Yes we do,” all the dogs said with their tails wagging.

Olive helped them clean up and they put the tables back where they were. They gathered up their things and headed out.

“Thank you so much for coming it,” Sandee said, “we hope to see you again.”

“Oh you will,” Van Pelt said and licked Olive’s face.

“Yes, you definitely will,” Sophie said as they passed the counter; she put a $20 bill in the tip jar, “this place is fantastic. Right everyone?”

Everyone, 2 and 4 legged cheered as they walked out the door.

“Oh my pugness were all they cute,” Sandee said as she watched them walk across the square. She looked up at the sky as it was starting to get grey, “good thing they came when they did. I hope they get to their cars before it does anything else outside.”

Soon after that, it started thunder storming. Even thou it was raining and grey out, they still stayed open. It was empty for hours and they thought about closing down. Just then, out of the grey and wet walked in a well-dressed pug. He was in a very nice dark grey suit with a bright blue tie and black loafer shoes.

“Whew, am I glad you’re open,” Baxter said and shook off the rain that got on him. He walked up to the counter, browsed the menu and said, “I’ll have a shot in the dark, decaf of course and a strawberry croissant.”

“Very nice order,” Fosse said and rang him up and gave him his change.

Sandee started the drink while Olive got the pastry.

“Would you like this for here or to go?” Sandee asked.

“For here, thanks for asking,” Baxter said.

“That’s a really nice suit,” Java said, “I’m Java.”

“Thank you,” he said, “I’m Baxter Neely.”

He picked a table and a magazine from the rack and sat down. Olive took his order to him when it was done.

“Why are you wearing a suit?” she asked.

“Olive, come on, don’t bother him,” Sandee said.

“Oh no, that’s ok,” he said, “I’m just waiting for a client.”

“What do you do?” she asked.

“I’m a animal attorney,” he said and sipped his drink. “This is a most wonderful drink.”

“Well thank you,” Sandee said.

“Wow, what does that mean?” Olive asked.

“I take care of the law that protects dogs and cats and make sure that they have rights and are kept safe,” he said with pride.

“Can I hug you?” she asked shyly.

“Why sure,” he said taken back and they hugged, “what was that for?”

“Because of what you do and,” she started to stutter as her eyes filled with tears, “you help.”

He hugged her again and almost squeezed the air out of her.

“Oh thank you,” he said and Fosse walked over with a tissue for her, “that makes my job more worth it and makes me fight harder.”

A well dressed Great Dane walked in and Baxter recognized him right away.

“Ok, time to let them have privacy,” Sandee said to the pugs.

Baxter and his client talked for a while then left. Olive watched which way they walked out the front window.

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“Come on, let’s go from a walk,” Sandee suggested, “it’s sunny out.”

They got in the car and drove to the neighborhood near a dog park they went to. They walked up and down some of the streets and then headed to the park. As they neared the park, they noticed a woman walking with a dog that wasn’t really walking, in the distance. They stopped and sat as they watch them get closer. Java started giggling as they got closer.

“Java, that’s not nice, we don’t laugh at other people or dogs,” Sandee said.

“Oh look, it’s a pug,” Fosse said excitedly.

This pug is fawn, like Fosse and Olive, and walks like she’s trying to dance sideways at the same time. They got closer and Olive went right up to meet this other pug.

“Hi I’m Olive,” she said.

“Hi I’m Loca,” she said.

“And these are my stinky brothers,” she said, “Fosse and Java.”

Loca’s front legs movements don’t match the back ones when she walks or runs. Her front legs do goose-steps while the back ones run amuck. Her back legs are trying to take over her front legs and her attempts to keep everything in place makes it look like she’s having a seizure and trying to run at the same time.

“She absolutely one of the most precious pugs I’ve ever seen,” Sandee said, “oh don’t look at me that way you three. You know you’re all my favorites. How did she come into your life?”
“We got her from a farm near our house,” Jill said, “We wanted a pug and saw an ad in the local paper. But when we arrived we became a little suspicious that it was puppy farm. To take any puppy was only encouraging them to continue to do what they were. But to leave it in what were very poor conditions was a nightmare thought. We couldn’t just walk away and ended up taking her. She was the runt and so tiny and scared.”

“Rob and I think Java came from a puppy farm,” Sandee said.

“Oh good for you two,” she said.

“Why you walk that way?” Java asked.

“There’s something special in my brain that makes me walk or run this way,” Loca said.

“What’s in your brain?” he asked.

“It’s a big word that I can say without getting it all mixed up,” she said, “it’s a mild

dis-motor.”

Java’s eyes got wider than normal in excitement like he actually understood.

“Oh my pugness, that’s so cool,” he said with a lot of excitement, “so you have a motor in your brain? And that makes you drive like you do?”

“No not really,” Loca tried to say while she was laughing, “mama, what is my brain thing again?”

“It’s called Cerebellar Ataxia and it’s a disease that gets in the way of you being able to balance and your coordination,” Jill said, “ does that make sense?”

Java’s head tilted to one side with a extreme look of confusion on his face.

“Loca has a taxi in her head?” he asked and everyone busted out laughing.

“No, her brain is challenged to work the way others do to do everyday things,” Sandee said, “like walking and running and other things.”

“Like yours mama?” he asked.

“Exactly,” Sandee said and smiled at him.

“What happened to you?” Java asked Loca.

“No one knows,” Loca said, “I think I was born with it.”
“So was my mama,” Java said proudly.’

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“My mama told us that she was born with a brain boo boo,” he said.

“I was born with Cerebral Palsy and I walked differently,” Sandee said.

“Do you have to go to a PT?” Java asked.

“What’s that?” Loca asked.

“Physimical trophy,” he said.

“Physical therapy Java, silly boy,” Sandee said while giggling.

“No she’s never had to have PT,” Jill said, “as she has got older her symptoms have worsened a bit but seem to have stabilized now and she gets by no problem.”

“Good for you!” Java cheered.

“I’m where I don’t need it, mama says,” Loca said, “that it wouldn’t really make a difference.”

“My mama goes to PT,” Java said.

“And it’s no picnic,” she said, “so Loca, I’m glad you don’t have to.”

“You like picnics?” Java asked Loca.

“In the park?” she asked, “I love going to the park.”

“So do we,” all three pugs said at the same time.

“Aren’t you scared of her size with other larger dogs?” Sandee asked Jill.

“I was at first, so I was always right with her the first few times we went,“ Jill said, “she’s so closely protected by the other dogs and lives her life to the full despite her difficulty running. All that said, she is very funny to watch and others like her.”

Sandee looked at her watch.

“Time for us to go,” Sandee said, “it was so nice meeting you two.”

“Nice to meet you as well,” Jill said.

“You two should stop by our bakery, if it’s not to far,” she said.

“We’d love to,” Jill said, “where is it?”

Sandee told Jill where it was, gathered the pugs and walked back to the car. Jill and Loca went on their way as well.

 

 

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They got home and made a snack to eat. Sandee went into the living room, sat on the couch and turned the TV on. She watched the guide to let her know what was one. She got excited when she saw a program on about her favorite pastry chef.

“What ya watchin mama?” Olive asked as she hopped on the couch next to Sandee.

“A pastry show,” she said, “you see that woman with the blonde spiky hair?” Olive nodded yes. “Her name is Elizabeth Falkner and she is a pastry and baking icon and my mentor. I mean she’s so cool and rock-n-roll and such a genius artist at what she does. I’d love to meet her one day.”

“Wow, that’s cool,” she said, “maybe one day you will.”

“I don’t think so,” Sandee said, “I can’t think of one situation I’d be where she’d be.”

“Hey, what is it you tell us?” Fosse asked, “if you dream think it enough to come true.”

Everyone looked at him very puzzled.

“Or something like that,” he said.

“Oh you mean always have dreams, work toward them and they will come true,” Sandee said.

“And that the starts aren’t far enough away that we can grab them,” Java added.

“The stars aren’t to far to reach and grab them,” Sandee said and giggled, “I got it.”

Sandee shrugged it off to please them because she always wanted to set a good example for them.

“Pug we can! Pug we can!” Olive started chanting and walking on her back legs with her front paws up in the air like she was cheering at a football game, “come on, join me,” she encouraged the boys to join..

“Pug mama can! Pug mama can!” all three pugs chanted for Sandee as she laughed and tried to get her camera out of her purse.

“Uh oh, mama’s got the camera,” Olive hollered and they all scattered in different directions.

“You guys are no fun,” Sandee said and pouted.

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Sandee got up at the usual 3am and was very quiet about her morning. She felt like just going in herself and let everyone else stay in bed. The weather report said that day was going to be cloudy and mostly rain. So she thought they’d be slow and she could work solo. While Sandee was in the bathroom getting ready, Olive and Java woke up to notice Mama not in bed and didn’t wake them up.

“You know what this means?” Olive whispered to Java.

“Not really,” he whispered back.

“Mama didn’t wake us, so she’s going to work by herself today for some reason,” she whispered.

“Hey, let’s go and get in the back of the car and go to work with her surprise style,” he whispered.

“Yes and we can eat breakfast there,” she rejoiced quietly.

They both crawled out of bed, past the bathroom, down the stairs, and out the doggie door.

“Oh good, they left a window all the way down,” Olive said and the each hopped from the corner of the porch and thru the front open window.

They crawled into the back seat just in time for Sandee to exit the house. She’d never see them because of how dark it was at 3am; plus Java’s black. They were quiet the entire ride there. As soon as Sandee parked in the back, they jumped up from the floor in back.

“Good morning!” both of them said loudly.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,” she screamed, “what in the, what are you two doing here?!

“We wanted to work with you today,” Olive said.

“Don’t EVER do that again!” she scolded them.

“Sorry mama,” Java said and Olive lowered her head.

“Ok,” she said and caught her breath as her heartbeat slowed to normal, “you don’t have to work today. You can have the day off because of the weather.”

“We figured that but wanted to anyway,” Java said, “remember that one time it was crazy puggin busy when it was rainy?”

“Yes,” Sandee said, “ok well, it will be a fun day. Hey let’s do some test yummies and sample them out to whoever comes in.”

They were excited because yummies meant snacks for them all day. The morning was very slow so Olive and Java felt confidant taking control of the shop while Sandee worked on new products in the kitchen. A few people came in and left with to-go orders; a few sat for a short time in the shop. Fosse walked in the door and straight back to the kitchen.

“I was bored so I had Papa drop me off while he did stuff,” Fosse said to Sandee while he put an apron on, “what we doing?”

“Um ok, thanks,” she said, “test products.”

“Ok, sounds good to me,” he said and got right to it.

It was mid-day, Elizabeth and her dogs, Hendrix her Dachshund and Hudson her Yorkie, walked into the bakery. It was slow so this was the perfect time for her to talk to Sandee about an order. She asked Olive to speak to the baker about putting in an order.

“Ok, be right back, “ she said to Elizabeth and went into the kitchen, “hey mama, that baker lady we saw on TV yesterday wants to talk to you about ordering something.”’

“What?” Sandee asked.

“The one with the blonde spiky hair,” she said.

“No she’s not, stop kidding round with me,” she said and walked out of the kitchen still stirring the batter.

As soon as Sandee saw who it was, her eyes grew wide, jaw and bowl of batter dropped to the floor; she just stood there, frozen in her tracks for a second.

“Mama, are you ok?” Fosse asked.

“Oh my pugness, it’s Elizabeth Falkner,” she said in amazement and awe.

“Mama breathe,” Olive said and she was pushing her toward the counter, “don’t step in the batter that you will clean up missy.”

Sandee rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn’t imagining things and Olive then pinched her.

“Ouch!” she said out loud.

“Just wanted you to know that you weren’t dreaming,” she said and Elizabeth and dogs laughed.

Sandee extended her hand to shake and face was still frozen in surprise.

“Oh it’s such an honor to meet you,” she said and they shook hands.

“Well thank you,” Elizabeth said, “are you the baker?”

“Um yes,” she said, “and owner, well half-owner. I own a, uh….”

“Mama, you’re babbling,” Olive said as her and Fosse cleaned up the mess.

“Sorry, how can I help you?” she asked.

“Hey,” Java said to Hudson, “how are you? I’m Java.”

“Nice to meet you,” she said, “I’m Hudson.”

“I’d like to talk to you about catering a fundraiser,” she said.

“Cater? Me?” she asked.

“Yes,” she said.

“I’m extremely flattered, but I gotta ask, why?” Sandee asked very confused, “you’re you.”

Elizabeth chuckled.

“Thank you again,” she said.

“Oh how rude of me,” Sandee started, “can I get you something to drink and sit to talk?”
“I’d love that,” she said and browsed the dink menu on the wall, “I’ll have a Caramel Chai.”

“Coming up,” she said and got to it.

Elizabeth sat at a table and looked around.

“This place is cute,” she said to her dogs.

Olive came out from behind the counter and over to visit. She kept staring at Hendrix. Hendrix looked at the pastry case and noticed the cinnamon roll. He loved them and then started staring at Olives’ tail. Java kept watching both of them as they stare at each other. Olive and Hendrix started sniffing each other.

“Olive, that’s not a hot dog, you weirdo,” Java said as he stepped in between them.

“Hey, that’s my butt not a cinnamon roll,” Olive yelped as Hendrix nipped at her tail.

“Hendrix!” Elizabeth said firmly as Sandee came over giggling with drinks in her hands.

“I think he thinks her tail is a cinnamon roll,” she said, “she’s ok, it looks like playing anyway.”

“Dude, not cool,” Hudson said to Hendrix.

“I think she forgives him anyway,” Sandee said as Olive and Hendrix nuzzled each other.

“This tastes really good,” Elizabeth said.

“Well thank you,” Sandee said, “now what can we do for you?”

“The local humane society is having a dinner and fundraiser for homeless pets,” she started, “and I’m told that you are the only bakery in the close area that does dog and some cat treats and pastries; and that they are really good.”

“We do and who did you hear this from?” she asked.

“My pet sitter,” she said, “when she takes the dogs on a longer walk she comes into this area and she came in one time to check it out.”

 

Fosse came to the table with a sample platter of yummies for them and the dogs to eat.

 

“Thank you Java,” Sandee said.

“Wow, what’s this?” she asked.

“A sample platter of stuff for us to eat while we chat,” she said, “oh yes, and some for all of you.”

“My dogs love the treats here the sitter says,” she said.

“I can tell,” Sandee said and they both laughed at the quick crunching hear from them.

“She also said a few of the things she’s had here are very good,” she said and Sandee’s face turned red quickly.

“I’m such a geek and a fan. I’ve followed your career for a long time and always read your blog,” she said.

“Wow, I had no idea,” she said.

“Are you kidding?” she asked a little astonished, “ok let’s talk details.”

They sat through 2 more drinks and the entire tray of treats; good thing they were all sample sized. As they talked, so did that dogs.

“You look like a hot dog without a bun,” Olive said to Hendrix.

“They call me a wiener dog,” he said, “but I’m a Dachshund.”’

“Bless you,” Java said.

They all fell to the ground laughing.

“And I’m a Yorkie,” Hudson said.

“What was so funny?” Java asked.

“Never mind, I’ll tell you later,” Olive said, “Fosse, come on over and meet our new friends.”

“Ok,” Fosse said loudly from behind the counter and over to them.

“This is Fosse, Java and Olive,” Sandee said introducing them to Elizabeth.

“Very nice to meet you three,” she said, “this is Hendrix and Hudson. I adopted them from the humane society and we’ve been volunteering there for a few years.”

“We are pugs,” Fosse said joining the conversation.

“You have cool noses,” Hudson said as he kept looking at Olive.

“Oooooooo Olive’s got a boyfriend,” Fosse, Java and Hendrix teased at the same time.

The five of them went to cozy corner where all the toys and dog beds where to lay and play.

“Awww, look at how cute they all are,” Elizabeth commented.

“Thank you,” Sandee said.

“This is a pretty big order,” she said and glance back at the door to the kitchen, “do you have space and help enough?”

“Sure do, let me give you a tour of the kitchen,” she said and they went to the kitchen, “there’s this area where we do our daily baking and then downstairs is where we have our bigger baking area where it helps for holiday time and any catering orders.”

They went downstairs and it was a very large room with two long tables and numerous shelves on all walls. There was one large oven and one medium sized one.

“Wow, I didn’t expect this,” Elizabeth said, “I was wondering how you’d get all that baking done in the other kitchen.”

“I know,” she said, “we got very lucky with this building being an abandoned church and Rob and his friends renovated it to what it is today. Oh, Rob’s my husband and other owner of this place. I’d love for you and him to meet.”

“We’d love that,” Elizabeth said as they started back up stairs.

“I can’t wait to tell him I met you and what we are doing,” Sandee said excitedly.

“Ok well bye for now,” Hudson said to Olive.

“Ok see you later,” Olive said to him and Hendrix.

“Come on Romeo,” Hendrix said to him and they all left, “see you guy soon.”

“Bye,” Fosse and Java said, “Olive’s got a boyfriend, Olive’s got a boyfriend.”

“Do not,” she said, “close it!”
“Wow, that was sassy,” Sandee said.

“Whatever,” Olive said and walked back into the kitchen.

Elizabeth left with her dogs and Sandee made a latte and sat down to figure things out. The rest of the day was slow so the pugs took control of things while Sandee took stock of what they needed in the bakery for the fundraiser. She also took stock of how long it would take to do everything and how many people she needed to get it all done. Sandee decided to close early because of lack of business. The gang gathered up and went home. When they got there, Rob was home as well. The pugs rushed in to tell Papa who came in the bakery.

“Oh my gosh, oh my, oh gosh, you’ll never,” all of them said over each other.

“Slow down and breathe,” Rob said.

“You’ll never..” Olive started.

“guess who came..” Java continued.

“in the store,” Fosse finished.

“Is everything ok?” he asked concerned.

“Elizabeth,” the all said together.

“I don’t know what that means,” he said confused.

“They’re trying to tell you Elizabeth Falkner came into the shop today,” Sandee said as she walked into the kitchen, “my pastry fav and mentor.”

“Really?” he asked.

“Yes!” all pugs stated.

“Wow, how did, what, why,” he mumbled, “I mean, wow!”

“Yes, that’s what I said,” she said.

“So what was she there for?” he asked.

She went on to tell him what her and Elizabeth talked about and details of the fundraiser. They talked for hours, getting information together, making lists and calling friends to help. Rob took a grocery list and went to the bulk food place they shop at for the store and loaded up the truck with supplies; he took all the goods right to the bakery after that. Fosse and Java went with him and he called some of his construction buddies for muscle help.

Time flew until it was time to get ready for the fundraiser. The bakery was closed for 2 days while everyone baked, boxed and marked what was what. Peanut Butter Pupcakes, Snickerpoodles, Mocha Mastiff Meringues, Goldendoodle Snaps, Wheatie Muffins, Puggin Popovers, Pit Pies, Mini Weiniecakes, and many people treats were featured. After an exhausting 2 days of straight baking, everyone went home for sleep. Early Saturday morning, Rob and the boys loaded up the delivery truck with everything and drove it over to the place where the fundraiser was being held.

The fundraiser started at 3pm and went until midnight. There was music, dancing, donation area, food, jugglers, speakers, and an adoption area as well. The local news was there covering it throughout the day and news paper reporters as well. Everyone advertised who they were and what they were donating. Elizabeth and her friends were there hosting the event, which was a huge success. Manda and Cerese were there with all the girls and their pups, Baxter Neely made an appearance and of course Hendrix and Hudson were there helping out. The pugs saw all their friends from the bakery and made new ones as well. Across the room, Olive saw Loca come in with her mama and they met in the middle of the dance floor during an upbeat song and showed everyone how dance the Loca Way.

At the end of the night, whoever was left there did help to clean up and when the money was counted and paperwork put away. The fundraiser brought in more money than any one dreamed and many pets were adopted. A huge success and everyone went home and passed out.

 

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