By all accounts cats are carnivores. They need meat, and lots of it. Meat meat meat, flesh, protein, wet and messy and slimy. I made the decision years ago to move my cats to canned food, so Apollo feasts on canned vension on a daily basis. You’d think he would be happy with this biologically appropriate arrangement.
I thought cats were supposed to be finicky. This is why I find his vulture-like scavenging so perplexing. While Apollo will occasionally pluck a wayward piece of chicken off the counter (a rare oversight on my part, since it makes his fur fall out) he is just as likely to go for the types of foods he is supposedly genetically programmed to have no desire for:
- popcorn (his favorite)
- maple walnut ice cream
- brussels sprouts. Seriously? I can’t pay anyone else in the house to touch them! What cat in his right mind likes to munch on brussels sprouts?
And of course, let’s not forget what he did to the gingerbread mansion I worked on for 2 weeks straight:
I gave him some catnip treats I found while I was cleaning out the pantry yesterday, after reading the label and determining that they were not anything that should trigger his allergies. NEVER AGAIN. He woke me up twice that night, once with his yowling incessantly at the bookshelf and the second time with a fervent and intense need to deliver to my ankle a swift and definitive death. THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE *CHOMP* It’s venison or nothing from now on, cat.
Anyone else have a closet omnivore? What is the strangest stuff your cat likes? I can’t be the only one whose feline has odd tastes.
see more Lolcats and funny pictures