You all know about the famous Pepe Z.; right? My gender-identify-confused, has-to-stay-on-Prozac pussycat? Well, about a month ago, some of my friends and I had a little adoption day party for him. Yep, the first anniversary of Pepe’s adoption and after a year of living together, both he and I are still alive. What better reason for a party?
Oh, yeah, and to celebrate the fact that I wasn’t a goner by then. Because who would want to adopt this cat were I to get planted? He’s not that cute and he has to have Prozac every day. But, hey, he’s my big, fat kitty and I kinda like him and wanted to celebrate.
So a party we had! It was a pitch-in lunch with the only stipulation being that it had to be something related to Pepe the cat. Oh, my friends, what creativity we had! Kathi made tuna casserole and served it in cat food cans….thoroughly washed cat food cans, I can assure you.
Jonnie brought cat-shredded cat slaw. Sherry had some salmon dip. Sher did the shrimp cocktails. I had made some banana nut bread (because Pepe is both bananas AND nuts), and also ordered in some “pepe”roni pizza.
My good friend Phyllis went all out and ordered a cake from one of our great local bakeries “Rochatas” in Joco. Even Pepe was enamored of that!
That fabulous looking plate of deliciousness at the top? That’s a 7-layer dip that my friend Nancy made in Pepe’s honor!! (And she even brought a large one for the rest of us!)
Frankly, the one thing that I’m most interested in and to which I suspect I will never get an answer, is what the cake decorators at Rochatas thought of the request for a topping that looks like a cat/squirrel/skunk mixture!