Evening Edition
Stupid, Goddamn Cat Ruins Bake Sale
Prompts Generally Weak Lede
Just hours before the 3rd Annual Marching Band Fundraiser Bake Sale, Senior Baker Nancy Cavendish was about to mix her fifth and final batch of oatmeal raisin scones. The first four batches turned out "like heaven" and due to high demand in past years, Ms. Cavendish decided to bake "one more for the kids." That is when her cat Milton decided to ruin things for everyone.
Says Cavendish: "I had gone to the fridge to get another stick of butter. I had to turn my back on my baking supplies for less than a minute. I thought nothing of it." And yet when she turned back around, Milton had gotten himself into the last of Ms. Cavendish's flour, and shed hair all over her beloved baking dish, a Chesterfield Ridge institution, and Cavendish family heirloom.
"I don't drive, so there was no way I could get more flour on such short notice. I have to call the agency, and they send over a volunteer. Plus, they charge me for every mile they drive me over 10 per week. It just didn't seem worth it."
By the time Ms. Cavendish got around to washing Milton, cleaning up the mess in the kitchen and burying the baking dish in the backyard, the bake sale was nearly underway. A few moments later, bake sale organizer Susan Sokalich had arrived to pick up the baked goods.
"I explained to Susan what happened and she just went off. F this and F that she said." By the time the two women sorted things out, "the scones had gone cold, and nothing's worse than a cold scone at a bake sale."
So the two women parted ways, Sokolich to the bake sale, and Cavendish to "force feed Milton every last one of the goddamn things." Yet Cavendish is quick to forgive as she says her life wouldn't be the same without Milton, messes and all.
