Chocolate No Bake Cookies

You see this nose?


This is Mia's nose.  Mia's nose gets her in trouble.  There is a tummy monster that lives in her tummy.  The tummy monster is always talking to the nose.  The nose is constantly searching for things to find for the tummy monster.  The nose isn't picky.  The nose will feed the tummy monster anything that resembles food.  

Yes, I have a recipe for no bake cookies, but it involves Mia, her nose and the tummy monster.  I'll get to the recipe in a minute.  I know there are enough of you dog lovin' bloggers out there that can relate to this story.  

For those of you that have just started reading my blog, we have four dogs.  You can read about them here.  Mia is the Marley of the bunch.  Now I've not seen the movie or read the book, but I understand that Marley is a dog who gets in trouble.  That's Mia.  

She was born in a puppy mill and starving when we first got her.  She thinks she won the lottery because we eat here twice a day.  Let's just say she's very food motivated.  And, she has some creative notions about what is and what isn't food.  She loves napkins, toilet paper and the cardboard part the toilet paper is rolled on.  String, yes.  There was an incident with a bobbin last summer.  Whew.  I won't describe it to you.   I had to lay hands on her and pray over her on that one.  Mind you, I AM very careful about keeping things up and put away.  She is sneaky!  

During Christmas, I made some Christmas cards.  I had them put away in a box.  They had hemp twine bows on them.  See them here…..


My Jesus cards.  Apparently, she likes hemp.  I left my craft room to eat lunch.  The cards were put away in a box.  When I came back upstairs, they were on the floor.  Scattered.  Bows missing.  The first thing that scared me was, the bows were tied on a metal clip.  I counted the clips.  All clips were accounted for.  Just missing bows.  She very neatly ate 16 of the bows off the cards.  She left the cards in pristine condition.  There were no tears, bends, smudges, slobber, nothing!  She very neatly removed those bows.  How she did that, I have not a clue.  Ninja dog.  

Called the vet, "Mia just ate 16 hemp twine bows.  What do I do?"  I think at this point my vet thinks I'm one of those bad dog moms.  But she's fast and sneaky!  None of the other girls do this!  They told me to wait and watch for signs they didn't got through.  Ewwwww.  They went through.  

Since I'm a crafter, I have all kinds of goodies (ink pens, markers and such)up on my desk.  She climbs up and takes my markers right out the marker holder.  She loves markers.  This is how I find them……


Now I have to keep the door shut or the chair far from the desk.  

About a month ago, after Sunday dinner I was upstairs working on the computer.  I heard the most awful banging noise.  Within a minute Mia appeared in the room looking very guilty.  I went downstairs to check it out.  As I approached the kitchen table where we had earlier eaten dinner, it looked ransacked.  All but a couple of the place mats were on the floor, the salt and pepper shakers were scooted to the edge of the table and there were some pieces of trash on the table.  As I came around to the other side of the table, I could see one of the chairs had been completely knocked over and was on it's back!  

As I examined the trash, I realized it was the remanints of a bag of dog treats.  My son had given her treats earlier in the evening the the bag was left up on the table.   There was about half a bag left.  Whenever she does stuff like this, you can always here me yell in a high pitched voice, Mia!  Then she goes running into her crate.  Geeze, I can't even stay mad at her.  Could you stay mad at a face like this?


A couple weeks ago when I made some of these….


That nose got to talkin' to that tummy monster.  It got Mia in a heap of trouble.  Since I can remember, I have made no bake cookies.  My earliest recipe for them was in 7th grade.  I will be 50 this year.  You can count how long I've been making them.  My kids grew up with me making these cookies.  

Since Bryan is on a wheat free, casein free diet, I've been trying to come up with some foods to fill him up.  I easily converted my recipe and made him a batch.  I put them in a ziplock bag, thinking he would be by to pick them up.  I had been to the grocery and needed room to unpack the bags, so I sat the bag of cookies on the kitchen table.  Now you know how this is going to play out, don't you! 

Right after unpacking the groceries, Kati and I went out to run some errands and left the dad in charge of the dogs.  But, he was outside.  When he left 30 min later, he crated the little ones as we always do.  Upon returning home, I let them out of their crates.  That's when I found the almost empty bag of cookies on the floor, under the table.  Dad had no idea that while he was outside, someone had climbed up on the table, got it down and consumed over half of what was left.  

The first thing I said when I saw the bag was, "MIA"!  What worried me was, by my estimate she had consumed at least 2 tablespoons of pure cocoa powder if not more.  I figured that by what we ate and what I had put in the bag for Bryan.  At that point, I couldn't be sure if she was the only one who ate the cookies.  So we waited.  I looked up all the information I could on chocolate poisoning.  

Pure cocoa powder and baking chocolate have the highest amount of poison in them.  I think white chocolate has the least.  She is a small dog, maybe 16 pounds tops.  Within a couple hours she had started to vomit and was shaking.  I knew we had to run her into the doggie emergency room.  The signs of poisoning are elevated heart rate, blood pressure, vomiting etc.  Sure enough  when we got there, she had all of those going on.  They made her vomit more and said she threw up an enormous amount of cookies.  It looked like she had gorged herself!  Oh Mia.  I was beside myself!  

She had to stay overnight and possibly for 36 hours.  They put her on iv fluids, charcoal, a heart rate monitor, you name it.  But, by 24 hours she was doing well enough that we got to take her home.  I can't tell you what a long night and day that was.  Lots of prayers said!  

She is back home and up to her normal routine and we are so happy for that!  Steve likes to tell her she spent the night in the pokey.  And, gosh these cookies really are good, so I can't really blame her.  You can bet when they are made are our house now, they go immediately into a hard plastic container with a lid that's hard to open and are placed up on a HIGH counter where she can't get anywhere near them!

Try them!  You might like them too!

Chocolate No Bake Cookies gfcf (print recipe)

2 cups sugar
1/4 cup Earth Balance or other dairy free butter replacement
1/2 cup almond, soy, or coconut milk (I like coconut milk best)

Boil the above ingredients for 1 minute in a heavy pan.

Then add:

6 Tablespoon cocoa (this is more than most recipes use, but I like more cocoa)
3/4 cup peanut butter
3 cups gf oats
1 teaspoon vanilla

Stir well.  Drop by spoonfuls on waxed paper.  Store in a hard, sturdy, dog proof container! 



Filed under Cookies, Dogs

5 responses to “Chocolate No Bake Cookies

  1. Oh wow! Isn’t it funny how they can get into so much mischief but you can’t stay mad long. Those must be some good cookies.

  2. hi! just wanted to mention that I’m doing a post about favorite gluten free food products on absolutely not martha. I’d LOVE to hear what yours is–just leave me a comment (if you haven’t already).

  3. thanks, melanie, for your gf fave! gf pantry brownie mix IS delish.:)

  4. Liz

    Oh poor Mia! I can relate sooo much to those stories Melanie! Henry ate 1/2 of a pan of Pamela’s brownies not too long ago and I had to feed him hydrogen peroxide and peanut butter to get him to throw it all up….
    On a different note — your cookies sound fantastic! I will surely be making that recipe.

  5. Liz, I just love Henry! He just looks like such a sweetie pie 🙂

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