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‘Win It’ Wednesday: Sweet & Sara Snowflake

Written by PETA | December 8, 2010

Sure, 2011 is fast approaching, but I can’t help reminiscing about days gone by, thanks to these delectable vegan marshmallow snowflakes by Sweet & Sara, the prize for this week’s “Win It” Wednesday contest:

I simply can’t shake this thought progression:

Vegan marshmallows -> gooey vegan s’mores -> fireplace -> scary urban legends reflections about personal victories for animals

And considering that the “feels like” temperature is 19 degrees and my sweet tooth is crying out for chocolate-y relief, I’m not gonna try to fight it. So, as I char my umpteenth snowflake over the flames, I’d describe the time I came across a squealing mouse on a glue trap tossed in the trash and hurried to get him home. Once there, I gently freed him from the torturous device with some sunflower oil—and after a little R&R, bright-eyed Mr. Mouse went on his way.  

So, ante up your heartwarming tale of triumph for an animal who needed your help—the two tales that most make us feel all warm and gooey inside will score the treats.

The contest ends on December 22, and the winner will be chosen on December 24. Be sure to read our privacy policy and terms and conditions, as you’re agreeing to both by commenting.

No purchase necessary. Void where prohibited by law.

Good luck!

Written by Karin Bennett

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  • Shea says:

    It has been almost a year since I rescued my little black cat, Salem. I got him just after Christmas last year, but he was so sic with parasites he had to remain in “quarantine” for about a month so he couldnt spread it to my other kitty. He never got to see the Christmas tree last year as he was so sick. Now, he is well fed (twice the size he was), and is constantly making messes throughout the house. He plays with the christmas tree bells, and pulls the ribbon out from under the tree, destroying the wrapped presents. He is so cute, happy, and healthy now with a loving family – a success story!

  • Rev. Meg Schramm says:

    I’ve told the story of my cat, Ollie, before, but here goes:

    One day, my neighbor came over and announced proudly that he had adopted a female kitten.  We all cooed over her and I advised him to have her spayed, and even gave him information on low cost spay and neuter clinics for the animals of senior citizens such as himself.  He said he would just make sure she never got outside.  Well, she slipped out one day and came home pregnant.  Our neighbor came over in a panic and asked what to do.  I told him to find good homes for the kittens and get mama spayed.  I gave him the numbers for the clinics again as he claimed he lost them and even volunteered to take mama kitty down there, but he said he would do it and would not let me take her.  Well, the 5 kittens were born which meant he now had 6 cats in a small one bedroom condo.  He did not place the kittens for adoption or get mama spayed.  He made no effort to socialize the kittens to people.  He just kept them in the house where they grew up and did what comes naturally when they were old enough for the females to come into heat..they mated with each other and the females got pregnant.  I called the police and rescue agencies and they both said there was nothing they could do if my neighbor did not want to give up the kittens.  He now had 10 unspayed/neutered cats in a small one bedroom condo.  In a fit of rage one day he threw all but the original mama cat out the front door to fend for themselves.  Several neighbors including myself gathered them up and took them to a rescue agency.  Problem solved, right?  No.  Mama cat had one more pregnancy and produced two kittens, Ollie and Tiger.  She escaped out of my neighbors yard and gave birth in my dog Bucks doghouse.  The first my husband and I knew of it was when we saw Buck standing in front of his doghouse looking as though he were guarding something.  We went to have a look and found mama and the kittens.  Since mama cat clearly had no intention of leaving our yard and she and the dog seemed to have developed a relationship (they peacefully shared the doghouse; Buck became an interspeices step parent) We kept them warm and fed until the kittens were ready to be adopted.  We put tiger up for adoption but Ollie disappeared for a few days.  He turned up a few days later and has been here ever since.  My neighbor, the cause of all of this, was long gone by this time; he had moved out, taking mama cat with him to add to the feline population in his new hometown.  We adopted Ollie, gave him a home of his own and a warm bed.  Recently, Ollie brought a friend home, a tiny gray kitten I named Peanut.  I am trying to socialize Peanut enough to be able to pick him or her up so that I can see if he or she is a male or female, and to take him or her to the vet to check if he or she has been neutered or spayed.  If it is needed I will find the money to pay for it.  In the meantime, my neighbors have been wonderful; one brought over another cat bed, and another brought over a 15 lb. bag of Alley Cat as well as some tins of Little Friskies.  When I introduce my animal family I say, “This is my dog Buck, Bucks’s cat Ollie, and Ollie’s cat, Peanut.”

  • kelly says:

    These look beautiful! Just in time for the snowy season. I would love to be able to share these with friends and family and show them that being vegan doesn’t limit you from enjoying a treat. 🙂

  • Cory Martinez says:

    I’ve never had vegan marshmellows!! PiCK ME!!

  • stacie stark says:

    one night my roomies & i heard a cat crying on our front porch during a storm. we opened the door and a cat was lying there with a hurt foot. we took him, nursed him, & reunited him with his family.

  • allison says:

    i have two rescued fur babes that were smelly, skinny and pitiful when i got them. one had no whiskers and was terrified of humans while the other had ear mites and was nervous. i raised them with love and watched them plump up to the fuzzy loves of my life. today, they do tricks, talk and beg to snuggle in my bed every night. knowing they are they for me when i’m sick or sad means more to me than anything. two kitties + me + my boyfriend = the warmest safest place around.

  • sandra03 says:

    I can sympathize with the glue trap horror stories, at a restaurant I used to work at they used these a lot, and any time i came across (an empty) one i just discretely threw it away. horrible horrible things. but that’s not a heartwarming tale of triumph… maybe this one will count… about 2 years ago a relative, who’s a farmer, discovered his dog was pregnant, and planned to abort the litter. i was afraid he was going to try to do it himself and harm the mother. my husband and i convinced him to let her have the litter and once they were old enough to ween we would take them. so we ended up with EIGHT unwanted large breed puppies. we took care of them until we found them all homes. well all but one that we couldn’t part with 😉 and we are very pleased to say that the mother is now spayed! hurrah! on a sad note, i have never had vegan marshmallows 🙁

  • Rebecca says:

    I found a chihuahua running in the middle of a busy street. I picked him up and checked his collar. There was a number to call. I called the number on his tag, but it was disconnected. So, I took him home and fed him until I could find his owner and return him safely.

  • Kats5dogs says:

    The snowflakes look divine and it was good to hear one little mouse life was saved. I shudder when I see glue traps or any kind of trap.

  • princesslollie says:

    There a few times ive tried to help wildlife. There was a time my friends cat attacked n chased a baby rabbit into her pool. We were only teens at the time bt becausd i wanted 2b a vet n have knowledge about animals she brought 2 me. The poor thing was so scared n tiny. The only damage was were the cat tore the fur,skin away from the muscle. There wasnt any bleeding bv we covered the wound and called the vets. After several rejections we started to worry. We finally got cornell university to take the baby rabbit. A week later we got a letter sayin we couldnt keep it cuz it wuz a wild cottontail. We havent heard from em since. Another time a friend went 4wheelin and ran into a tree. A baby canadian snow owl fell out of the tree. He couldnt fly yet so we took it home and named him shakespear. We fed him water through a syringe and offered small pieces of raw meat since he wasnt ready to hunt on his own. After awhile we got in trouble 4 havin a wild animal without a permit n we had 2 release him in 2 wild

  • Kristi says:

    they look yummy 🙂

  • Laura S. says:

    Back in my first year of high school, I saw that some kids out in the front of the school were standing around something. I came closer and saw that they were harassing a little pigeon that clearly couldn’t fly, kicking it and tossing pebbles at it. I cursed them out ( :3 ) and quickly took “Pidge” home. She lived with us then, with the balcony and most of the house as her free home. After getting nice, fat, and spoiled, three months later, she got her wings back and flew away. I miss her, but its for the best that she became a real pigeon again.

  • benji26 says:

    I live in a trailer park and one day i had to take the trash up to the dumpster. as i was heading up that way this little tortoni shell calico kitten started mewing at me and soon started fallowing me. now in my park we have rules that dogs need to be on a leash while that day they weren’t so all the way to the dumpster and back home this little kitten stayed close to me and i protected the kitten until the kitten had walked me home. of course she was so cute that even though i had 2 other cats i welcomed her into my home. giving her a safe warm place to stay and food to eat.

  • Nanette says:

    Love this treat!

  • kelly says:

    looks amazing!

  • Aneliese says:

    My story: We have a chimney in our house, but no fireplace. I noticed one evening that there was a rustling sound by the wall; I naturally thought it was crazy squirrels. But it sounded like it was coming from inside the wall, so I went downstairs with my Dad and he opened up a hole to look up the chimney. & what did he see – a barn owl!!!! We couldn’t believe it – they’re not exactly normal to have around! So we left the hole open and put out raw fruit to lure the little guy out and left to go back upstairs so we wouldn’t scare him. A few minutes later, thump thump, and in the basement he was flying laps around the room! We opened up the back door to the outside, and sure enough, the owl flew up the stairs, out the window, and into the sky! We were all cheering and it happened 2 days before my birthday – it was the best birthday gift I could imagine!

  • Judith Smith says:

    love marshmallows!!

  • Patty L says:

    We fostered two feral 4 wk old kittens that came to us weighing under 1/2 lb each, covered in fleas and severely infected. Over the course of 3 months we had to force feed them and give them IV fluids. The smallest would bite my husband repeatedly while I administered the fluids but he would hold on to her until we finished. They hid everyday in our closet until while we continued to treat them, sing to them and play with them. Then one day they let their guard down and opened up to us. Needless to say we still have them to this day.

  • TBW says:

    Living in a city, I try to help out as many animals as a I can. One instance in particular, while I was in college, I was walking back from class and found a cat laying in front of an abandoned house. He was laying in a sunny spot not looking very healthy or happy. I picked him up and ran him home to my apartment. I found he had a HUGE abscess and it was infected. I rushed him to the vet and they said if I didn’t pick him up right then he would have died with in two to three days, that the abscess was the size of a grapefruit. With my grocery money I had them stitch him up and put him on antibiotics. I named him Chester. I kept him as long as I could, but he appeared to be a cat that only wanted to live outside, and I would have none of that living in a city. So I adopted him to a great couple that lived on a lot of land with horses and cows. He lived there happily for years until he passed of natural causes.

  • Bonnie says:

    Sometimes in my house, there are these tiny moths that land in my shower, and they get wet if I don’t see them and turn the shower on. How I free them is this: I take a piece of tissue, touch it to them until they and the area around them is drier, then use a new piece of tissue to lift them up and touch the underside of their body with it to wick the water away. Then I lay them on a new piece until their wings spread, and I gently blot their wings dry and they always fly away.It works for little gnats, too. No difference to me whether it is a dog or a moth-both deserve help! I also rescue water-logged earth worms. Once I scooped one up by the bus stop, and I caught a senior woman watching and she smiled and gave me a thumbs up. it felt great. 😉 Not a very dramatic story. But sometimes it’s not dramatic to be kind.

  • michele lonoconus says:

    love their products from the somemores to peppermint mocha marshamallows

  • Alicia O says:

    I was always running around the neighbourhood taking in animals that needed a home, returning stray pets to their owners, etc. I also had a thing for saving baby birds that fell out of nests. One morning I found a particularly small one and begged my Mum to let me take it with us for the day because I knew it would die without help. My Mum made me wear mitts in the middle of summer to try and avoid getting the smell of people on the bird in case it would be rejected by the mother. We fed it bread dipped in milk every couple of hours and swaddled it as best we could in a shoebox for 2 days. We eventually put it back outside under the nest and lo and behold, the mother came down and got it! The flew off a few days later a happy little family.

  • Cindy Wallace says:

    Hi, I would love to try these. Thanks, Cindy

  • Heather Mitchell says:

    Marshmallows are one of those things I’ve missed but didn’t think I could have any more. Yum!