This past week has been
busy… difficult… an adventure. Last Saturday we adopted a second cat… He was younger than we had planned on (about year old), but he really needed someone to give him a chance.
(don’t let that quiet, innocent face fool you, he’s not)
He was kept at one of the shelter’s satellite locations, where he didn’t have a lot of structured, reliable, human companionship. Consequently, he’ll need a little more time to trust and bond with us, and he’s not good at following rules. He’s also pretty hyper and, in general, a menace to society. So we named this little orange tabby, Dennis The Menace… Saturday to Monday, we got a total of about 5 hours sleep. We thought the running jumping and hissing and growling would drive us insane… Tuesday (first day back to work), came home to find all the magnets knocked off the fridge, a bag of bagels torn into and scattered across the apartment, our tree uprooted, and a bunch of empty storage jars pushed off their shelf (luckily it was low lying and none broke)… Wednesday, we came home with groceries, he attacked them and tried to eat our kale. I tried experimenting with a blondie recipe. It didn’t work, and it wouldn’t have mattered if it did. I found Dennis on the counter, eating my cooling blondies… Thursday, we came home to find he clawed the protective plastic sleeves to our records. I guess it was also the beginning of him settling in because he started to want to play with Harvey. Poor Harvey is exhausted from all the playful ambushes… Friday, I think we’re growing on him, he keeps us in sight and will follow us from room to room. Getting out of the apartment without him has become a challenge… The good news is Dennis is starting to calm down, sleeping through the night (or is at least quiet), adjusting to life with a family, and is responding well to my loving but firm nurturing… I truly believe that finding an animal companion is less about who we think want and more about who wants (or needs) us. Dennis was not who we were looking for, but I believe that he was looking for us. I’m glad we found each other.
Maybe this disruption to routine is why my baking has been such a disaster this week. The little time I did get, was spent dodging kitties in the kitchen. I think it just threw me off my game. However, I did manage to whip up these yummy autumn inspired cookies… That’s right, it’s pumpkin time again. And I’m anxious to get started on the (many) ideas bouncing around my head.
Oatmeal Cookies with Pumpkin and White Chocolate
3/4 cup All-Purpose Flour
1/2 cup Rolled Oats
1 tsp Baking Powder
1/2 tsp Cinnamon
1 tbsp Ground Flaxseed
3 tbsp Water
1/4 cup Margarine
1/4 cup Canned Pumpkin (not pumpkin pie filling)
1/2 cup Brown Sugar
1/2 cup Dairy-Free White Chocolate Chips
Preheat oven to 350°F and prepare baking sheets.
Stir together flour, rolled oats, baking powder, and cinnamon. Set aside.
Beat flaxseed and water until thick and gelatinous. Set aside.
Cream together butter and pumpkin. Add sugar and beat until light and fluffy. Beat in flaxseed mixture. Add the dry ingredients and mix until just combined.
Fold in white chocolate chips.
Using a tablespoon to measure, scoop dough and place 2 inches apart on baking sheet.
Bake for 14 – 16 minutes, until firm around the edges.
Allow to cool on baking sheet for 2 minutes before transferring to rack. Store layered between wax paper.
Makes about 18 cookies.