Ouch! Ovens are Hot
March 20, 2011
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Teaching Scout to leave the oven alone has been a challenge. I suppose the smell of freshly baking food was just too much for her. Until recently, we’ve been holding her away with one hand and trying to get the food out with the other, or double-teaming it. All of that changed a week or so ago.
I can’t remember what we were baking. I told Scout sternly to stay where she was, and opened the oven door. She listened to me, staying right where she was standing, but it was her tongue I hadn’t anticipated. She reached her snout out as I was lifting the food from the oven, and licked the inside of the oven door.
The shriek she let out almost made me drop the food. The oven was heated to 450°, and she’d licked it. The thought makes me cringe even now. She hurried from the kitchen and I followed her, trying to soothe her. She was licking and licking her lips, over and over. You could see it on her face, “That was hot, Mom!”
There was no permanently damage, and she was fine after a little while. No bleeding or blistering, thank goodness. The benefit of the whole event is that she steers clear of the oven now, a message we just hadn’t been able to convey before this accident occurred.