Foodie Friday: Wheatless Tuna Biscuits

Today's recipe is for dog treats. No, I don't have dogs, just cats, but I used to. The cat treat recipe last week was a hit, so I will alternate for this week. This can also be made for cats.

Wheatless Tuna Biscuits
• 1 cup yellow cornmeal -- *see Note
• 1 cup oatmeal
• 1/4 tsp. baking powder
• 1 small can tuna in oil -- undrained
• 1/3 cup water

Grind oatmeal in processor to make a coarse flour. Set aside in small bowl. In food processor, whirr tuna with the oil, and water then add all the rest of the ingredients. Pulse till mixture forms a ball, Pulse to knead for 2-3 minutes. Knead on floured surface till it forms a soft ball of dough. Roll out to a 1/8"-1/4" thickness. Cut into shapes. Bake on lightly greased cookie sheet , at 350 for 20-25 minutes. Cool completely.

*Note: or 1/14 cup corn flour


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Don't forget: Chef Skylar's Saturday Sit-Down Dinner is tomorrow at 4:00 pm Pacific time.

Feral Friday by the Trailer Kitties

Food bowl rollcall:

Shadow, Starla (now inside only), Little Bit, Orange-head kitty, Big-head black tom kitty, Outdoor Fluffy Buddy, Boo-Boo Kitty, Precious (grey & brown calico from across the street who may have been abandoned), the raccoon, black tom cat who's Carbon's look-alike, SpongeBob.

Shadow's back! She's very hungry, so she may have been hiding from the construction guys. Raccoon came three consecutive days. Precious, who we hadn't seen in a few weeks, came back, and she may be pregnant.

Photo Friday: Isolation

This picture of me was taken by my grandfather. It sums up what my life was like as a child.

Photo Friday

Press release and going Friday for my fitting/meeting my co-star

From the DoveLewis e-mail newsletter:

Buy your Tickets NOW for:

Boutiques Unleashed: Fashion for Both Ends of the Leash

Friday, March 13

Wonder Ballroom – 128 NE Russell, Portland

Doors open at 6:30PM. Fashion show starts at 8:00PM.

Local band Another Cynthia will begin playing at 9:30PM.


Join our presenting sponsor, Jeanette Heinz for DoveLewis’ 4th annual pet and person fashion show benefitting the DoveLewis Pet Loss Support program. Enjoy catering provided by Savor Catering and music from Area54 as local celebs walk adorable pets down the runway in the latest fashions from your favorite boutiques! Enjoy hosted hors d'oeuvres and select cocktails, bid on auction items, and don’t forget to wear something saucy!


Make sure to watch live on Fox12 KPTV next Wednesday morning to find out who our mystery model will be this year. Last year it was a llama...be sure to tune in for the big reveal!


Special thanks to Portland Picks and LexiDog for all of their enthusiastic assistance! Additional invaluable backstage support provided by Kalista Salon and Spa and The Blush Beauty Bar.

Tabby writes:

I'm going Friday to DoveLewis to meet my veterinarian co-star and get fitted for my outfit. Exciting!

Can You Tell Me How to Get to the Sons of Norway Blog?

This is too funny! Have you ever wondered what search terms people use to get to your stuff? The Sons of Norway blog did, and researched it. (Mommy belongs to the Sons of Norway; that's where the dancing in our 5th photo takes place.) Here's the link to the funny things they found:

Sons of Norway Blog: Can You Tell Me How to Get to the Sons of Norway Blog?

Thankful Thursday

Smokey and Starla are thankful for:

• foster families
• caring strangers
• low-cost spay and neuter funds
• kind veterinarians and assistants
• people who donate fleece blankets to keep kitties warm in cages and on the way home
• volunteers
• new forever homes
  

Post-Spay Pictures

Home from our spay

Smokey writes:

I'm home at my foster home again. I'm still very sleepy, and growly at everyone although I let Rori clean one ear before swatting. My belly's shaved and stitched up nicely, and I have a paper collar on with my name on it. When Foster Mommy came to get us, I was back asleep and the vet tech woke me up to put me in the stroller. When Foster Mommy looked at us before she took us outside to go home, I was trying to go back to sleep again.

When we got home, the first thing I did was growl and swat at Carbon, who was checking up on me. Foster Mommy took me out and held me for a while in her lap, petting me and calming me down.

*yawn*

Starla writes:

My spay went well. I'm very groggy, and walking around in circles, but happy. I wanted out, but Mommy says that I can't go back outside for at least 7 days. She and Daddy want to keep me as their kitty! So I guess this is my forever home!

Skylar really likes me and has perked up so much since I've been inside. Daddy says I'm good for him, and I remind him of his sister. I even snuggle with my new buddy. I slept on his tail, and he didn't even mind!

I'm going to eat a few bites and then take a nap on the floor. I'm very sleepy. Good night!

Wordless Wednesday

I got adopted!

Smokey writes:

I got adopted! Skylar's Mommy Erin, who lived with Foster Mommy and Foster Daddy for a while, is adopting me! She and her boyfriend and her 1-year-old little bean boy are going to have me for a few days to see how I do being over at their house. They like me and they want me to be their kitty! I will go to live with them temporarily in a few days, and then live with them permanently after that! Hopefully, everything will go well during my trial period so I can have them as my forever home!

Inside for a while

Starla writes:

*Yawn and stretch* That was a good, loooooooooong nap! Foster Daddy brought me inside this morning because I guess tomorrow Smokey and I go in to the vet. When I came in, I was sooooo tired from chasing off the boys. I looked at the sewing basket, and it looked awfully comfy, so I stared at Foster Daddy until he looked at me, then looked at the basket again. He said it was a kitty place, so I climbed up there and took a nap for a couple hours. When Foster Mommy woke up, she saw me there, but couldn't see my head! I'd hidden it, curled up with all four of my paws touching and my head tucked into my belly!

I'm going to be glad when this is done with. I managed to keep the boys off for most of the time, even had to swipe at them a few times. I found some pretty ingenious places to escape. The best one was when I sat on top of the tire of the wood truck. They couldn't get me at all there, so they lined up at the base of the tire waiting. Of course, there was no way I was going to come down for a while, so I just lay down on the tire and looked back at them. Orange-head kitty tried to make me come down by poking me with his front paw, trying to get me to move, but it didn't work. After a while I got bored, and the chase began again. Now, after tomorrow, I won't have to worry about the boys anymore.

Now since I'm awake, I think I'll sit back up on the sewing basket and survey my surroundings. Carbon was bouncing all over the place, but I don't know if I want to play right now. He seems a bit too hyper at the moment, although I know he considers me a friend. Rori and Tabby are interested in sniffing me, but I've had a bit too much attention lately to have them following me too. Smokey is glad I'm inside, and Skylar is pretty much unconcerned.

Waiting for Wednesday

Smokey: I'm waiting for Wednesday. Foster Mommy says it's going to be a very busy day. Starla and I are going somewhere together in the stroller.

Rori: It's exciting, but not in a good way.

Smokey: Why not? Going to class was fun.

Rori: You're going to the vet to get spayed, like I was.

Smokey: But you've been getting tummy rubs all the time since your spay, so why is that a bad thing?

Rori: You get locked in a cage with no food or water, then you wait. You're lonely and bored, and there's no one to play with. There's sounds of other animals, but you can't see them, so it's scary. Then they take you out and poke you, making you fall asleep, then steal your fur and cut you. When you wake up, you feel all funny and can't walk right. You hurt a lot.

Smokey: You're right; that doesn't sound like fun at all. But then I get to come back here, right? And eat and drink?

Rori: Yep.

Smokey: And play again?

Rori: They won't let you roughhouse for a bit. They might even lock you in the bedroom and put a cone on your head, like they did with me.

Smokey: But I'll be in there with Starla, so I can play with her.

Rori: Yeah, so that will be better than with me. I didn't have anyone in there with me to play.

Smokey: I hope Starla will want to play with me. She did all the time when I was outside.

To the green house lady

Outdoor Fluffy Buddy says:

I'm sorry, green house lady. I didn't mean to hiss and swat at you when you came out to feed us yesterday. I wanted to sniff your hand instead, but you reminded me of the little cat that attacked me inside. So I swatted your hand and scratched you instead. You didn't hurt me, so I know you were sorry I was attacked.

When you came out today, I let you come close. You put out your hand, and I walked by it without touching, letting you know that I was doing better and not scared anymore. I didn't hiss, didn't scratch, didn't run. I know you would never hurt me and didn't mean to scare me by having the inside cat attack. I know it was not your fault.

I trust you again. I will eat out of the food bowl and sleep under the trailer. I will watch and wait, and eventually I may try to come in again. If that little cat behaves herself.

Monday Movie

Today's movie is of a good visit. This is what normally happens when Starla visits inside; everyone just hangs out together and she gets used to the others.

Purrsonality Change?

Ok, kitties of the blogosphere, we need your opinions on this. Please. Our former alpha cat, Lydia, died last October, and since then Rori took over as alpha cat. No problems there; she's an awesome alpha cat and looks out for everyone, taking care of everyone and making sure they're ok.

Now, tonight we had the second rolling cat fight with a "visitor". Outdoor Fluffy Buddy came in, thinking maybe Starla was inside. Once he realized she wasn't in, he was fine exploring the food bowl and exchanging sniffs with Tabby and Smokey. I didn't shut the door because I didn't want him to feel trapped. He's one of the ferals, and this is his first time in a house since he was a kitten (when he was abused or abandoned).

He decided to walk into the living room from the kitchen, and Rori followed him. He went into the hallway, and looked like he was going to check out the litterbox (headed into the bathroom, where we keep it). That's when Rori attacked. Hissing, screaming, rolling cat fight. Fluffy Buddy escaped out the door, and then it was Rori, Tabby, and Carbon rolling around fighting. Rori and Tabby almost made it out the door, but I closed it just in time!

Ever since Rori's spay mid-January, she's been growling at outside sounds, and even sometimes at my husband. It's like her personality was swapped with another kitty's! And, yes, we're sure it's really her.

Any suggestions? Any ideas why this is happening or what we can do about it?
Thanks in advance!

Carbon's Easy Like Sunday Morning

Carbon says:

Now that Little Bit's safely out of the "shop" next door, I can lie in the window watching the workmen again. Yes, that's my tail sticking out. I always have my tail or some of my fur sticking out of the shade. Mommy and Daddy laugh, but it's comfortable!

5th Photo Meme

Thanks, Tuck, for tagging us for this! This is a very fun one!

The rules are:
1. Open a document or file folder.
2. Click on the fifth folder.
3. Click on the fifth photo.
4. Post the photo and describe it.
5. Tag five other bloggers for the Meme.


This is Mommy's Scandinavian dance group that she teaches. Mommy is the lady on the left. This was taken in 2006, and all of the kids that are pictured have now graduated. She has little kids in the group now. The costumes they are wearing are Norwegian bunader (Norwegian national costumes).

We tag:

Cory and furmily
Figaro
Hot(M)BC
Daisy
Peanut Butter

We adopted a squillion

Mommy doesn't really know what the deal is with all these squillions, but since they're cute she said we could adopt one. Here's our new friend. He'll live on our sidebar.

He who walks in dreams

Skylar writes:

Both Mom and Dad always say that cuddling with me makes them feel better. Did you know that many people think cats are telepathic? We believe it.

I walked in Mom's dreams while she was sleeping yesterday. She was having very bad nightmares, a sequential nightmare, then all of a sudden it started getting better. She eventually woke up, and I was snuggled right at her face, staring at her. Most of the time I curl up by her feet, but I was right there next to her, telling her it was ok. She petted me and told me thank you, then was able to sleep pleasantly.

My sister Lydia used to do the same thing. Mom would often wake up with Lydia staring at her, and she'd notice her in the actual dream too, making things better.

Anyone else dreamwalk with their purrents?

PhotoHunt: Thankful

First we eat...

then we wash up!

We are very thankful that we have such a good and loving home. The two kittens pictured both came from dicey circumstances (Rori was a feral kitten and Spooky was abandoned). Tabby (the dressed-up adult cat) treated them like her own from day 1. Rori was adopted by us, and Spooky was adopted out to a good home. These pictures were taken in November 2007.

PhotoHunt