I'm officially one cat away from every stereo-type there is about unmarried girls over the age of...what is it 18? 19? I can't remember what age I was placed on the shelf. I didn't notice. I was too busy doing stuff like making cupcakes for my dogs. Max will be 9 in a few short days. I'm not hosting a party b/c with three dogs, the party is sort of ongoing at my house.
So...I was sitting around one evening....scratch that....I was doing some weird craft, no doubt, b/c I haven't 'sat around one evening' since I was able to climb out of my crib. I was 1 the first time I taught myself to hoist myself up and over the crib railings (true story), and I haven't looked back since.
Back to my story-I was doing some strange craft and I randomly thought (random-where most of my thinking begins)-surely there is a cupcake recipe that is dog friendly, and relatively healthy for canine friends, though my dog Lilly would argue the people cupcakes are perfectly acceptable for her metabolic needs. (My dogs and I argue a lot.) One google search, and adapted yahoo recipe find later, I pulled together a little something for my dogs.
Here's my recipe for PUPCAKES...a cupcake for the canine. :O)
*Makes about 8 (if you make mini-cupcakes each large cupcake=3 mini):
Mix: 3/4 c. whole wheat flour, 1/8 c. oatmeal, 1 t. baking powder, 1 t. baking soda, 1/4 c. plain yogurt, 1/4 c. water, 1/8 c. vegetable oil, 1 T honey, 1 egg, 1/2 c. grated cheese. (Some of the recipes also called for 1 med. apple, minced, but I didn't have it on hand, and so....they went without, nobody complained.)
Lilly and Peanut helped me. I let them lick the spoon, please notice the variety of techniques.
Baked for about 14 minutes in a 375 degree oven.
And then....the cupcakes were ready. Whoops. They were a little toasty. Good thing they were for dog consumption only. No puppies complained...they're good like that.
I even checked them earlier than the recipe called for by 5 minutes! Never trust a cupcake time, I've adjusted the time on the blog recipe to reflect what should be a more accurate cooking time.
Mix 8 oz of lowfat cream cheese (softened), 1 T. plain yogurt, 1 T. honey. Then ice.
I had some whipped cream cheese left over from a package of bagels, and I didn't bother with piping tools for a 'neater' iced cupcake. Sorry dogs. I make up for it in the next step.
How about a little...
I could have made dog homemade biscuits. I did once, with many of the same ingredients, recipe here, but I bought a package of puppy biscuits (they said they helped 'enhance brain function'....and trust me, it couldn't hurt in this pack). In fact, I may go eat the rest of the box if that's true. I wanted as small of a biscuit as possible, because small is cute, just look at Peanut. I dipped them in melted white chocolate. Did you know white chocolate is fine for dogs? It's just the darker chocolates that are poisonous (not that I've ever actually seen any dog suffer from eating dark chocolate, and mine have worked their way through a LOT of poisonous dark chocolate). I added sprinkles b/c they are cute, and I probably just lost the approval of PETA in doing so, but....still....Max has a thing for sprinkles.
I know b/c he gets into my sprinkles frequently and has eaten no less than 15 containers of them in his life.
Here they are, ready for a puppy party.
I even made mini cupcakes for mini-party goers.
And then the partying began....
The only guest who could perhaps describe the taste afterwards....
...b/c the rest of the cupcakes went down in one gulp....
In my next post I will be sticking my head in a lion's mouth.
Should I leave my 'boys' stats now? He's nine. He completed puppy training classes 8 years ago, and has the certificate to prove it. My Mom claims he was socially promoted and doesn't believe he actually achieved academic success. He can sit, and lay, and reposition a ball when you say, "I can't reach it." That's right, I trained my dog to allow me to be lazy and re-retrieve balls he doesn't place close enough to me. He weighs 124 pounds. He stands at about 5'6 or more when he leaps up. Even the vet comments on the fact that my lab is more like the size of a Great Dane. He LOVES the vet. He'd like me to leave him there forever. He loves everywhere, and everyone, and everything. He's happy all the time. He loves other dogs, including chihuahuas that walk on him and lick his eyes. He loves baths, squeaky balls, and he would fetch until he died....or you died, and if it was you, he'd still be dropping the ball on top of you just in case your heart kicked into gear again. Dogs are the best therapy money can buy. Mine are worth every pupcake.
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