September 17th, 2008

Sounding like a weird cat lady… I love cats!  They’re just so cool!  I remember having an argument with a dog person once (and I like dogs, but I’m just not a dog person, per se), and in defense of the superior feline, I challenged: “What could be better?  A cat is like a furry pillow, makes this awesome noise while it vibrates, never needs to be walked, cleans itself… and.. could it get any better… (drumroll…drumroll)… SHITS IN A BOX !!!”  IT’S THE PERFECT PET!!!!!

I was frothing at the mouth at that point, due for my rabies shot.

I don’t wear my cat-love on my sleeve for fear, being single these days and over 22, that I will be perceived as a pathetic old cat lady.  AS IF HAVING 79 CATS IN A SMALL APARTMENT IS WRONG!!

Just kidding.  I have two.  As of last week, I introduced 3-month old George to 5-year old Pepper.  He’s a rambunctious tabby who doesn’t know yet that an ankle is neither a chew-toy nor a scratching post .  Pepper, needless to say, has been pretty ticked off by this interloper.  She finally relaxes when he takes a nap, as below, all upside down with his legs in the air:

All the stress of becoming a second-time cat-mom has made me crave peanut butter cookies.  Although I’m not the most original chef,  I have a knack for stealing recipes and adding my secret je ne sais quoi.  In this case, I’ve stolen a peanut butter cookie recipe from Meredith McCarty (an amazing chef and cookbook author in Northern California–check her out) and added Vegenaise to insure maximum fat and yumminess content.  This recipe is NOT for those on the healing diet.  Sorry!!

Peanut Butter Cookies

1 cup whole wheat pastry flour
3/4 to 1 cup unbleached white flour
1 1/2 to 2 teaspoons aluminum-free baking powder
1/4 teaspoon sea salt
1/2 cup light vegetable oil
1/2 cup peanut butter, crunchy or smooth
1/4 cup Vegenaise
1/2 cup maple syrup
1 teaspoon vanilla

Preheat oven to 350F.  Line two baking sheets with parchment or brush with oil.  Mix dry ingredients, adding lesser amounts of flours and baking powder for small drop cookies and more for bigger cookies that hold their shapes.  Whisk wet ingredients together and add to dry to form a smooth batter or dough.  Transfer wetter dough (less flour) to baking sheets by heaping teaspoons or, for perfect shapes, roll that amount in your palms to make balls and flatten somewhat.  For firmer dough (more flour), measure in 1/4 or 1/2-cup portions with ice cream scoop or measuring cup and shape into balls.  Either way, press tops with a fork in classic crisscross design.  Bake until bottoms are golden, 12 to 15 minutes.

Down, George!!  Ow!!!!

3 Responses to “AT THE RISK OF”

  1. kilmeny says:

    Speak of the devil! I literally just adopted a second cat (kitten) _today_! She is 3 months old, and will be spayed next week. I will pick her up on Friday. But I will try and go to the shelter to play w/ her on Sat. if I’ve got time.
    I had a 16-yr-old cat last fall, who passed away from cancer. But before she got sick, I’d brought a second cat (kitten) into the apt. The 16-yr-old was NOT happy. But she’d been an only cat for almost 8-9 years. It makes sense. My current “only cat” is almost 2, and so I’m hoping that w/ her still young age, and the fact that she LOVES to play and is mopey when I’m gone (I come home to find her toys strewn about, and my clean socks having been carried and dispersed around the home), she and the new little one will (after some understandable adjustment time) be fast friends. Knock on wood it can’t be as difficult as my last kitty “introduction”. That was not fun.
    And you’re right, it’s very stressful!

  2. Kim says:

    I am way late in reading this, (as in, it’s March of ’09) but wanted to comment nonetheless on how freakin fabulous your book and your blogs are. I have the most amazing cat, named Aiko, (after the song, Aiko, Aiko) who I flew to the Virgin Islands with me, along with two suitcases, in my quest to start a new life in a paradoxical paradise. Aiko is a rescue cat from an Amish Cattery (I didn’t know such things existed prior to meeting this perfect creature) and has lived a life of horrific captivity – stuck in a 2 by 2 cage all of his life, let out only to mate, producing pet store kittens, broken tail, jaw… YET, is the most loving, affectionate, intelligent and amazing creature I have ever known. He is smarter than all dogs I’ve known, and wraps his fluffy cat arms around my neck and sleeps with his head on my pillow each night. When he purrs, I can literally feel my blood pressure drop, and myself relax. Cheers to fellow feline lovers! My life is so much richer because of this amazing creature. :)

  3. Candcie says:


    So, I’m taking breaks between chewy bites (yes, it’s the Chew-a-Thon, you know!) I haven’t read through your posts that much, and I think I will have to pay closer attention because you make me giggle! Seriously, you are so funny!

    I try to keep my intense cat love silent as well. (I have 3). I hope George and Pepper are good friends by now!

    And I think I will indulge in this recipe this holiday season! yum!!

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