[Dailydrool] Jamboree's Black Forest Cake atb March 22, 2010 Cakie

[bassetslave]

It is with great sadness that I advise that Cakie is at the bridge. Jamboree's 
Black Forest Cake, born January 6, 1998 atb March 22, 2010. Yup, she was 
only 12. We are sick over her sudden departure. Cakie had been suffering 
from some back problems but was generally healthy. Over the last few weeks 
she gradually stopped eating. She was tempted with a variety of comestibles 
sufficient to stock a casino buffet. She also turned down meatloaf, and 
cookies made with kibble ground into flour, mixed with liver and eggs and 
baked to the crunch she favored. She rapidly progressed to where she turned 
down all cookies. We knew she was in deep trouble. Ultimately she was found 
to suffer from diffuse internal bleeding that could not be controlled and 
which weakened her to the point of no recovery. This was despite 
transfusion, a plethora of meds and days in the emergency hospital.  The 
vets had no more to offer. She rolled her eyes and said it was time for her 
to see Mama Tootsie, Feyfey, Melba Toast and Taco Woof Bell. She was eager 
to get to the buffet she'd been typing about for so many years.

Born to Mama Cammie, Pw. Cakie was an only puppy destined for the show ring. 
Except that she decided that she was better suited to a life of eating 
cookies and working to help her friends in need.

Cakie immediately put her breederslaves, Hank and Sharon Scully to work 
gathering her BoardWaddle pledges. She did so well that Cakie served as 
Grand Marshall of BoardWaddle 2001. In 2004 she inherited the job of 
BoardWaddle hostess, from her Aunt feyfey and moved in with slaves Dawn and 
Rich although she visited with Hank and Sharon regularly. She became an 
active volunteer for Tri-State Basset Rescue, collected a shelf full of 
Michigan Basset Rescue pledge awards, volunteered at the Ramble,  attended 
Slobberfest and shared her cookie money with countless other  organizations. 
Cakie loved nothing more than her cookies so this was a great sacrifice. 
(She also had a way of charming her Aunties into bringing her cookies to 
replace the ones she gave up. Her cookie dance was legendary.) She 
encouraged the custom of stomping to drive rain away from basset events and 
made it very clear that nobody dared leave her presence with money left in 
their pocket.

Cakie spent most of her time at basset events tolerating the slaves selling 
things. She endured long stretches in her X pen. She was the ONLY basset to 
have been at all 11 BoardWaddles and BoardWaddle twelve will not be the same 
without her.  Consistently competitive in "Closest to the Ground," Cakie 
tied with her daughter, Petunia at both this year's BoardWaddle and Michigan 
waddle.

Cakie was mom to Petunia, Jacky and the late Talooolah. She had nine 
beautiful grandpupcakes and six pawfect Great Grand Puppies. She often posed 
with Pawtunia and her son, Chunky Deucher. Some of her ancestors and 
descendants look just like her.  She adored her Cammie mom, her sister, 
Cherries Jubilee, wished she knew her Danish sister, Mississippi Mudcake 
(mom had a little fun on vacation.) senior Cousin Rosie, Aunties Taco Bell 
and Uncle Chilidawg. She lived with our darling sweet Nudgie who passed last 
year and then with big puppy, Rusty. She adopted Wednesday who didn't get to 
see her real mom too much. Being part of Cakie's family was and is forever. 
Except for her cad husband, Ben.  He abandoned her after she became pregnant 
and took advantage of her dear cousin, Sporty Spice.  Happily divorced from 
Ben, she enjoyed sniffing the field. She was very good friends with Wendell. 
She also tolerated a walk around the ring in the Pawrade of Veterans , held 
at Nationals in Gettysburg, 2006. While this was primarily so that nobody 
kicked her out of the dawG show for not being entered, she was very proud to 
have her story read along with Aunt Taco and Uncle Chili.

Cakie had the life that every pwitty basset girl should deserve. She had two 
sets of loving people, nice hound family who she knew, lots of cookies, 
travel and an opportunity to be adored and of service. She recognized that 
not every houndie was so lucky and did her best to raise funds to improve 
their lot.

Cakie was extremely focused..on cookies. She cleaned out her visiting Aunt 
Sandy's pockets on more than one occasion and expected that all who waddled 
would come prepared to pay tribute to her in the form of cookies. She had 
the 'look' down pat and usually got her way. Even with her very chintzy with 
the cookie's Aunt Carol. Today it was my sad job to send her last cookie 
with her at Paws to Heaven, along with a picture of her and Auntie feyfey. I 
saw them put the cookie on her box so that she would have a little something 
for the trip. We'll pick up her ashes on Saturday. Hopefully the picture 
will show the driver who he should deliver her to at the bridge.  Cakie was 
never too good at directions.

Thank you to folks who have remembered her kindly, some prematurely. 
Apologies to those who have been looking for a post about her trip to the 
bridge.  I conveyed her passing, privately to some folks who had written me 
wishing her a speeding recovery. I've learned that not everyone is to be 
trusted, that several of those people took it upon themselves to forward my 
emails, put things about her on facebook or post to the Drool without the 
courtesy of asking or waiting for Pawtunia or me to do so.  Cakie deserved 
better and I'm sorry for my mistake of having faith that directly sharing a 
tragedy is a personal communication.    I had to stop crying long enough to 
write this. Pawtunia helped. In the words of Melba Toast, nuff said.

I was looking at the carved "cakie" nut Pw. Panama Jacques had done of her a 
few years back and thinking how very much it looks like her. Jacques didn't 
much care for her at their one meeting. She knows Pw. Miss Brandy beat her 
to the bridge and was a little nervous about that.  I hope they like her 
better at the buffet. She sniffed Kings George and Bob and liked them very 
much. She does not want to see them again any time soon and hopes it is a 
long time before Scooter Pie joins her.

Rich and I were already working as fast as we could on the BoardWaddle. 
Cakie would not brook us wasting any more time and I best get back to work. 
She commanded that Pawtunia take over as Basset Hostess. I'm not sure when 
Cakie became her own force of nature. She started out as a goofy puppy, 
trained for hard work by her Aunt FeyFey and grew into her jobs. Pawtunia 
studied hard, but is less than thrilled about waddling in Momcake's very big 
pawprints. She'll appreciate a lot of help from her friends.



dawnslave

..for Rich, Pawtunia and Rusty

SOB. We miss Cakie. Big miss.