Last week we celebrated Izzy’s 3rd birthday, and the second anniversary of her adoption. Well, to be completely honest we don’t really know when her exact birthday is, because she is a rescue dog. The volunteers estimated that she was about a year old when we got her, so we decided that her adoption day would be her birthday.
She was so skinny and quiet when we got her… little did we know what we were in for!
I really can’t imagine life without Izzy. She has brought so much joy, love and humor into our lives.
Here she is studying out of one of Brett’s medical books.
Anyways, I had seen this recipe a while back on the Brown Eyed Baker‘s food blog (one of my favorites, by the way) and waited all year just to make it.
The cake was a huge hit with both dogs, as you’ll see below.
Peanut Butter and Carrot Dog Cake
recipe from the Brown Eyed Baker
1 cup whole wheat flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 cup peanut butter
1/4 cup vegetable oil
1/3 cup honey
1 cup shredded carrots
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees and grease a round cake pan. The recipe calls for an 8 inch pan, we only have a 9 inch pan, so that’s what I went with.
Whisk together the flour and baking soda. Add all of the rest of the ingredients and mix until thoroughly combined. Pour the batter into the greased cake pan.
If you use an 8 inch pan, the recipe says to bake for 30 minutes, until a knife inserted in the center comes out clean. I took mine out after about 18 minutes, because the batter was spread a bit thinner, and it was just fine.
You can slice it up and serve as is, or add a bit of peanut butter as icing. I conveniently have a dog-biscuit shaped cookie cutter (thank you, Uncle Pat!) so used that to make four individual sized dog cakes.
The dogs were soooooooooooo excited for this cake! They totally knew I was making something just for them. Izzy got to go first…
Here she is waiting…not so patiently… for the OK to start eating. By the way, I’m still not sure how Brett taught her how to do this. If we make her sit before giving her food, she will sit, stare at us intently, and wait for us to say “OK” before she starts to eat.
Rowdy got to participate in the excitement too.
So, happy birthday, Izzy! Here’s to many, many more years!