Butter.

She wasn't just licking the butter off, though; she was extricating kernels and eating them whole.

Weird cat.

I still run into people who believe the U.S. FOUND weapons of mass destruction in Iraq (not including the ones they brought with them) after the invasion. I suspect Israel and the U.S. have a lot in common in terms of poisonous atmospheres of public opinion.

OK, yeah, that's a weird cat.

I know a cat who likes to eat watermelon. WTF? I used to shake my head at him and say, "aren't you supposed to be a carnivore?"

My little gray cat Niko loved to eat watermelon! I'd give her a chunk and she'd sit on her haunches like a squirrel and hold the chunk in one paw and eat it sitting there. She was crazy for watermelon. I don't believe cats can't taste sweet things.

Oh, that's a really cute mental picture, Zen.

Hey, how'd that vanilla solid perfume turn out? I've been wondering.

I know a cat who likes to eat watermelon. WTF? I used to shake my head at him and say, "aren't you supposed to be a carnivore?"

My little gray cat Niko loved to eat watermelon! I'd give her a chunk and she'd sit on her haunches like a squirrel and hold the chunk in one paw and eat it sitting there. She was crazy for watermelon.

"Sometimes I like to crumble the Weetabix in the blood. Gives it a little texture."

In his biography Chuck Amuck, Chuck Jones tells a great story about Johnson, the cat that showed up one summer when he was a kid at the family house on the beach. He hung out with the family all summer long, and they found out that his favorite food in the world was grapefruit. They'd give it to him whole, and he'd use one canine tooth to drill a hole into the peel and chew himself a bigger hole until he could get to the fruit inside. He'd then eat the whole grapefruit and end up wearing the peel on his head like a helmet.

Oh, and he also loved to swim in the ocean.

The whole story (and a drawing of Johnson with the grapefruit helmet) is here.

Our Cat the Small loves cooked brocolli. Like, will jump from a shelf on to your dinner plate to steal it kind of love. Cat the Large loves dried apricots. He worked out how to use drawers so he could get at them one day when we were out. And generally he's pretty dumb.

My Jeeves will sniff at most human food, but has no interest in eating it--with a few exceptions.

He loves salad greens, the more bitter, the better. Damn cat once ate a flat of arugula seedlings down to the roots and left the nearby catnip untouched.

Also, although he thinks most cheese is of the devil (he will flinch back in disgust when he sniffs it, then do the bury-the-poop scraping around it), he adores Parmagiano Reggiano and stinky blue cheeses. Go figure.