Leo ate nothing but Wellness and actual-meat canned food for the first three years of his life. Then I got Percy, poor skinny neglected Percy, and he came with a bag of Purina Indoor. I kept him in the spare bedroom, planning to slowly get him off the junk food and onto the Wellness (that plan worked), and I figured Leo would ignore the junk food because it's mostly corn -- yuck, right? Oh no. Leo found the Purina and ate it like a Kashi kid just discovering Sugar Corn Pops. He didn't seem to suffer any noticeable health problems except barfing, which didn't deter him from gnawing through the bag of Purina to get more. My little corn-addict cat.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
No help on the cats, but all this talk reminds me of a story from Wolf Haven - which is not too many hours drive from where I live. One old wolf they brought into the refuge had been horribly abused. When he came in, he just lay down and refused to eat. And after he had not eaten for two days, the alpha female wolf came up and started nipping him and nuzzling him and licking him. But in with the affection she never stopped the painful nips.She just would not let him lay down and die. And eventually she nagged him to the point where he got up, ambled over to where the food was laid out and ate some. And she nagged him every day into eating until eventually he got back into eating without being prompted. And he ended up living a fairly long life in the refuge.
Aw, Typo, that's a wonderful story.
Typo, that is a great story.
Fortunately, Finn is not interested in Eddie's kibble, which I have dubbed "shit sprinkles." Eddie would eat his weight in shit sprinkles if he could. I have noticed that the less of it he eats, the less vile his litterbox leavings are.
meant for natter
Score one for the alpha mama. Typo, that story just makes me happy.
Harvey loves eating bread to the point where after grocery shopping, we have to put the bread away before putting the meat away because he goes after the bread more assiduously. He in fact once gnawed his way into a plastic bag full of friendship bread starter and ate that. (And he gets some even more serious effects from eating corn and wheat than he does from any of the meats he's allergic to.)
Turkey, lamb, venison, pork, duck, pheasant.
Ah. I was thinking I'd never seen field mouse or songbird as options so I wasn't sure what was left. R&G get Merrick and the only thing they've ever seemed meh about was beef.
askye, since I don't know if you deleted that post because it was meant for a different thread or because you were hurting in some way, please know that I am thankful to have you in my life. I am glad whenever I see a post from you. When you come here to share the difficult parts of life, I am glad you have this safe place to share them. When you come to tell about you triumphs, I am happy and proud of you. When you simply talk about work, or your family, or cats, I am simply glad to be part of your life.
What andi said. You are a cherished member of this community; don't ever forget that, askye.