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The cake was perfectly iced and sprinkled with coconut. There it sat on our pantry shelf when the doorbell rang.  My mother headed to the door to see who was calling, leaving me alone in the kitchen while she talked briefly to the unexpected visitor. At age four, I could not resist ...

Sunday evening, we came home from church to find our pantry had been ransacked. Spices lay in the floor. Boxes and pouches lay askew on their assigned shelves. Cans lay on their sides, overturned at some point during the process. And from the way Mitch, our shepherd mix, turned and ...