These napping cats are featured today because of raspberry sandwich cookies at the State Fair of Texas.
I’ll bet that’s a sentence you never expected to read in your whole life.
But that’s how we’re launching this weekend’s Let Sleeping Dogs Lie & Napping Cats Nap. And these cats are the ingredients for a happy household. And is that not a spectacularly napping cat in the opening photo? Look at those paws! That is Dave. He knows how to nap, as you can see in his expert use of four pillows and a couch.
On Sunday the 16th, my tastyspouse Martha and I helped the Creative Arts Department at the State Fair of Texas judge cookies. We’ve done it for years. This time we drew sandwich cookies. It was a fantastic category. A hefty man's dream! (That's Dave again on the right. Not sure what he's dreaming of.)
I wrote about the contest last week, mentioning how the high-quality entries made it so tough to judge -- and I applauded that second place raspberry sandwich cookie. It was spectacular. Explosive flavor raged in the filling, possibly the best raspberry filling in the known universe.
Demonstrating that writers never know who’s reading their stuff, shortly after I praised the raspberry cookie, I got a thank-you note from the baker, Toni Steger, who said the “raspberry jam used in the entry also got honorable mention in the canning contest.”
Then, in her sign off, Toni referred to herself as
“Toni Steger, mom to orange tabbies Dave and Squeaker, grey tabby Max
and calico, Missy.
All rescues! >^_^< .”
Is that not a cool bit of artwork and a cool note for a resume: mom to rescues!
Naturally, Readlarrypowell.com is always in the market for photos of slumbering critters, so I asked Toni if she had any pictures. Boy, did she! (The two nappers on the couch are Dave and Squeaker.)
While Toni is a pretty good cookie baker, she’s not a pro -- amateurs only at the State Fair. Could be a pro -- she's a consistent price-winner, it seems. In the email that contained all these photos and bios of the cats, she also said, “I did ten canning entries this year so I have an abundance of jams, jellies and sauces so I looked for recipes where I could showcase my canning efforts. I also won first place in the Southern Comfort Foods contest for meatloaf using my first place winning Chili Sauce.”
And all the while, she’s got these spectacular, loving napping cats and they have their own stories.
Toni wrote, “I am honored that you would consider them for Napping Cats Nap. As you know in a multi-pet household, it's difficult to photograph all at once.”
But, she did a great job. She also included a bio for each cat. These are the bios in Toni’s words:
Dave (10 years old) is a rescue three times over. First rescued by Dr Jeffery Ellis at Preston Park Animal Hospital and was used as blood transfusion cat. When he got tired of being poked and prodded, he went to live with my friend, vet tech and wildlife rescuer Kelly Lindstrom. However, at Kelly's house he became jealous of her twin sons so she felt a child free environment is best for him. Now, he is the resident greeter and is the only cat that greets people that visit.
Max (9 years old) was rescued by my former in-law's Randy and Connie Ramsey ... Max's mom was a neighborhood feral that had her kittens under their storage shed. I adopted him when he was 8 weeks old. [That's Max and Squeaker posing with a potrait and Max stretched out below.] The vet warned me during his initial check up that he was going to be a big cat and he was not kidding! He topped the scales at 32 pounds but has since been on a weight reduction plan and has slimmed down to about 22 pounds, He favorite thing, besides reminding me when it's feeding time, is to watch TV with me. [LARRY ASIDE: And Max apparently enjoys a nice cuddle with Missy. Tandem Napping -- possibly an Olympic demonstration sport in either the winter or summer games.]
Missy (9 years old) was initially rescued as a kitten by my aunt and uncle in East Texas. My aunt passed away three years ago and two years later my uncle passed away as well. Prior to my uncle passing away, he was hospitalized for 5 months and poor Missy was alone in the house except for a pet sitter visiting once a day.
She had been an only cat for so long, I wondered how she would adjust to her new brothers but everyone gets along great as you can see. She also thinks that catnip toys are the best thing ever invented. All toys are shredded in her path.
Squeaker (3 years old), the baby of the bunch was literately rescued from the front yard in Plano. [LARRY ASIDE: Look how Squeaker right foreleg and tail are a matching wrap on that kitty body!] My neighbor and I had noticed a young cat hanging around outside but we were not able to approach him. Finally on a very cold February night two years ago when the temperature was projected to get down to the 'teens was he finally convinced that inside a warm house with a full food bowl was the place to be. He was not neutered and it was discovered that he had one un-descended testicle. For the week while waiting for the neutering appointment, ironically on Valentine's day, he was nicknamed "The One Ball Wonder" :-D His favorite thing to is see how fast he can run through the house. [LARRY ASIDE: And that's Squeaker, turning an arm into a naptime pillow and, below, turning a windowsill into the perfect naptime platform.]
[YOU DON’T HAVE TO BE A PRIZE-WINNING COOK to get your slumbering critter featured in our long-running weekend feature, Let Sleeping Dogs Lie & Napping Cats Nap. Just snap a picture and send it and the story of you and the critter to email@example.com. You don’t even have to bake cookies to get the focus on your slumbering critter. After all, we post these pictures to inspire the planet’s insomniacs to live with the hope that they, too, can catch some sleep if only they can find the right couch and enjoy five or six raspberry sandwich cookies with some warm milk before they close their eyes. Sorry, I was inserting my own daydream into that explanation. But, when asleep, I may dream of Toni’s raspberry cookies. I can only dream -- I’m dieting for the holidays and the Torture of Denial has begun.]
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