It was not the cat's birthday. It was my roommate's birthday.
Making a cake is such a simple way to please someone. That's part of why I like it so much. It's like a little gift, and all of the frosting and sprinkles are the gift wrapping, except that it's even better because the wrapping is edible, and inside the wrapping is someone's time and care and sugar.
*When I wrote this post title, I thought Hmm a good subject for a tumblr, no?
Sure enough: http://catandcake.tumblr.com/