This New York style coffee cake is best served with a cup of coffee and glass of milk.
Oh my gosh. I don’t even know where to start. Deep breath. Ok. Wooosaw. A month ago (ONE MONTH!) we took in a stray dog that was hanging outside out house. She was super cute and fit in well with the other dogs. She had a bad hip and we took her to the vet to have it checked out. After doing an x-ray the vet said she would probably need surgery because it was so bad.
Ok. We can do that. Surgery scheduled. Shots given. Going on with our happy little life.
I took her to the vet to have her surgery and one of the assistants commented that she was kind of pudgy. I said yea, she was a stray and has been eating a lot but my husband thinks she might be pregnant. Everyone looked at her and shook their heads yes. Yes, she is pregnant.
WHAT THE WHAT! No. No. She has just been eating really, really, really well.
The receptionists kind of snickered (not in a mean way) when I walked out with Penny. (The pregnant stray with a bum hip.) They didn’t feel comfortable doing surgery on her since she was with puppy. Or puppies. We didn’t know how many or what kind at this point.
Oh and I had to carry the dog out because she doesn’t like the leash. They may have been laughing at that too.
They gave me a sheet on what to expect when you are expecting puppies and we went on our merry pregnant way. (The dog, not me.)
I should have taken a video of my poor little pup with a bum hip and huge belly. When I let her out she would venture off a bit and then come running back in. Running. On 3 legs and with her belly swinging from side to side. It was super cute.
And then 10 days after our faithful vet visit, she had her puppies. I came home to one in the hallway looking for its momma. I picked it up and put it back with momma. I looked in her little nook area (she had created a little nest in the bottom linen closet the day before) and there were 2 more babies. Three! She had three puppies!
Oh how silly of me to think she was done. Her belly was HUGE and the puppies were so small.
Yall. Sit down. And don’t have any sort of drink or beverage in your mouth. Because she had EIGHT puppies. EIGHT! (Sorry if you spit out your coffee. I totally understand.) The kids and I even got to watch one being born.
EIGHT! They are the cutest little things. Ryley asked “Can we keep Penny and all her puppies momma?” Oh honey. I don’t think we have the room or sanity for ELEVEN dogs. HOLY COW. I have eleven dogs right now. I need to change the beginning of this post and say drink with a double shot of whiskey. (Side note – anyone want a puppy in a few weeks??)
Whatever you drink with this New York style coffee cake you are in a for a treat. The crumb topping is oh so delicious and the cake itself is super moist. It’s worthy of your finest coffee or your best whiskey if your dog just had 8 puppies. EIGHT!
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