Remember those French Breakfast Puffs I was making Christmas morning? I had them all wrapped up in a basket and ready to go. I turned around to wash out the mixing bowl and stick it in the dishwasher to keep the cats out of it while we were gone, and when I turned back around, Lucy was sitting on the Puffs!
I said some very bad words to Christmas. Which I will not repeat here.
Luckily, they were wrapped up very well, so no part of Lucy actually touched any part of the muffins and only half were smashed. I had also made a whole pan of minis with the batter that didn’t fit in regular size tin so I was able to salvage enough for breakfast. Christmas got a point for that.
If this holiday ever ends (Michael’s family is leaving today, but my Aunt Anne may be coming tomorrow), I will do a final point count and we’ll see who carried the day.
William Henry – 2 Emily – 8 Christmas – 7
I kind of feel like I should add that everyone who attended Christmas breakfast has their own cats (none of their cats approach ours as far as Paths of Destruction are concerned – but they are still basically understanding of the situation). And the puffs were wrapped up really really well – if she had actually touched them in any way, I wouldn’t have taken them. Just in case you were thinking that I would serve cat mouth things to people.
I hope you win!
lol! Kitty wanted to be part of the action, too! So…how were the puffs? I’ve had my eye on that recipe but didn’t want to risk the calories!
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! I’m glad the muffins could be salvaged because they do look delicious!
LOL! There’s nothing like a nice soft warm place to sit. It looks like a close race between you and Christmas. Good luck! 🙂
Hmm, I’m thinking Lucy thought you really did need help with them after all. Or was getting back at you for the Extreme Measures.
I’d eat them anyway. They sound good and mushed muffins means that all the calories have leaked out. 😉
Oh those kitties. We have such issues with Radar and food. He must have been out on his own before we adopted him. He is such a food finder. I trust you . Im sure you used great mother judgement in this decision.