In Which I Make my Cats into Cakes: Part 2

I was going to turn my droll Scaramouche kitty into a chocolate fudge cake with vanilla ice cream and fudge sauce and some strawberries on top for his cute pink nose.

But he is a cross and disobliging cat and I had difficulties.

I lost against a chocolate cake.  This is humiliating.  In Tanzania, I could make a chocolate cake with nothing but large sauce pan like pans and a hot plate.  How is it harder with a real oven and real cake pans??  Not to mention actual butter and eggs that I can just break into batter without worrying about rottenness or fertilization.

The kitty is not sympathetic.  

I will be wallowing in feelings of cake-related inadequacy if anyone needs me.