Another Sad Farewell

Last weekend, our dear Tinkerbell left us at the ripe old age of pushing 16. Tink was the last of a line of dogs that Charles raised on Frost Hill, and Tink was his favorite. Her sweet disposition and love for anybody or anything made her name so appropriate in spite of her large size. Tink had grown weary in the past year, opting to say goodbye to us at the door instead of coming for rides, but was always happy to see us when we returned. She spent her time speaking to the pups and trying, in her own sweet way, to keep them in line. And she never stopped smiling...

Tink, we hope that peace and love finds you now that you have joined your pack once again. You will forever have a place in the hearts of all who knew you.

Happy Birthday Charles

Well, the title about says it all! Unfortunately, Charles had to work today at Sunday River, but that left me home to cook the cake he really wanted to try this year- a Chocolate Stout cake.

I haven't sampled the finished product yet, although I did try the Sam Adams Cream Stout that I used for the cake... and have affirmed that I am NOT a beer drinker. The rest of the recipe involves a lot of chocolate, a lot of sugar, and a lot of butter, and the batter was quite tastey. So it was baked, it was cooled, and it was frosted and garnished, and I am waiting patiently for the birthday boy to arrive so we can have it for supper!

For those of you who would like to see the recipe, here's the link

http://thebittenword.typepad.com/thebittenword/2009/03/chocolate-stout-cake-revisisted.html

He's home! Off to eat!