When I answered the phone and I knew it was the vets, I feared the worst. Big Basset was creating chaos – howling and crying. Wanting to come home. Wanting his brother and wanting the pain in his eye to go away. His howl is my command. I went straight... Being a fully fledged Domestic Executive requires a full portfolio of home cooking talents but there are areas of culinary functions I’ve shied away from perfecting. Fear of failure you might think. And, you’d be right. There is nothing more... 