I just watched a cat eat chocolate. 0.o (Not the smallest/most eccentric of my mother's beasts, who was the one who ate vast amounts of potato salad once).
It can't be good for them - but my mother's beasts are really very eccentric, and human food = good food in their minds . . . Luckily he gave up after a small mouthful, as I don't want to be the one to clean up after an upset pussycat tummy!
I know it's definitely bad for horses, but I've seen several horses eat it and they're all either still alive or died of something else at a high horse-age. (And horses can't throw up. If it goes in at the front end it has to come out at the rear end ... or you need to cut open the horse ...)
As for cat snacks: I once knew a girl whose cats loved pickles.
At least dogs have the excuse of being omnivores! I had a dog once who loved apples. Mind you, I had a cat at the same time that loved cooked cabbage . . .
Oh, cats. One of my godkitties was very naughty this weekend and nommed her way through a sealed plastic bag to get at a packet of Garibaldi biscuits I'd just purchased earlier that day. She nicked it off the countertop while we (her owners and I) were out getting dinner, and by the time we returned it was a mass of crumbs and chewed wrapper. She was tossed into the bathroom in case she decided to sick it all up while we cleaned up the crumb-mess.
Partly my fault for leaving it out on the counter, really. She's a persistent little bugger when it comes to bread products. But now I have no biscuits.
Oh, dear. Bloody cats. A friend recounted the tale of a cat of his youth - his family went to Mass at Easter, and returned to find a few bites taken out of each Easter egg - and a dead mouse left in exchange.
They really have no concept of "not my food" . . .
My sister left a bag of Cadbury's Giant Buttons on the couch on Saturday night.
Nom, nom, nom.
Sundance has always been convinced that she would like chocolate, but now she *knows*. She also loves sultanas, but only if they're baked. Sultana cake? Her favourite thing on earth. Raw sultanas? The Devil's own food.
She's very well-behaved, and doesn't usually steal food, but as far as she's concerned, anything on the floor or the seats is fair game. She once ate half an apple and cinnamon cake that was in a bag on the floor, but will sit on my lap while I eat a bacon buttie and not try to get it.
She has a special dance when we're eating pancakes (she got to one we dropped, boy was *that* a mistake), and a special voice for ham, which she isn't allowed because of the salt.
OMG, cats. What is this "cat" food of which you speak? There is only "food".
Over the last while I have seen the following be devoured by cats (often led by the smallest and most eccentric): toast, squid, lasagne, courgette, peas, rice&korma/tikka/honey mustard sauces, ancient unpleasant sponge cake, cheese and onion crisps . . . Actually it's safest to assume that they just eat everything.
I feel the need for a special ham voice - a blood pressure nurse has told me I can't have it either, because of the salt.
That does seem to go above and beyond the call of feline eccentricity! (Could have been worse, it might have been coffee icecream - caffeinated cats, eep).
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As for cat snacks: I once knew a girl whose cats loved pickles.
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Partly my fault for leaving it out on the counter, really. She's a persistent little bugger when it comes to bread products. But now I have no biscuits.
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They really have no concept of "not my food" . . .
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Nom, nom, nom.
Sundance has always been convinced that she would like chocolate, but now she *knows*. She also loves sultanas, but only if they're baked. Sultana cake? Her favourite thing on earth. Raw sultanas? The Devil's own food.
She's very well-behaved, and doesn't usually steal food, but as far as she's concerned, anything on the floor or the seats is fair game. She once ate half an apple and cinnamon cake that was in a bag on the floor, but will sit on my lap while I eat a bacon buttie and not try to get it.
She has a special dance when we're eating pancakes (she got to one we dropped, boy was *that* a mistake), and a special voice for ham, which she isn't allowed because of the salt.
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Over the last while I have seen the following be devoured by cats (often led by the smallest and most eccentric): toast, squid, lasagne, courgette, peas, rice&korma/tikka/honey mustard sauces, ancient unpleasant sponge cake, cheese and onion crisps . . . Actually it's safest to assume that they just eat everything.
I feel the need for a special ham voice - a blood pressure nurse has told me I can't have it either, because of the salt.
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