This morning I attempted to emulate
this amazing post because I want an icon of a collie (or a pointer, I'm not picky) with a pancake on his head more than I want anything right now.
Half an hour, four pancakes, a minor dogfight and no photographs later, I am forced to conclude that my dogs are a. smarter than I am and b. have reasonable grounds for thinking I'm barking mad.
On the other hand, small pieces of pancake might make useful training treats as long as I'm trying to train them to do something other than posing with a whole pancake...