There is a misconception that cats are merely fickle when it comes to food. I am not so sure about that. Careful observations of the ‘Miss Dilly’ crew have led me to believe that their choices are made on a mixture of masterful plotting and the wish to collectively mess with the minds of humankind through organised militant action!
Take this week. For some while Felix cat food was been on permanent special offer and our tribe wolfed down packet after packet with gusto. They would eat Whiskers with slightly less enthusiasm but generally cleaned out the dishes.
As an experiment we slipped in the odd sachet of supermarket brand food and these also vanished with apparent satisfaction and so last week, rather rashly, a 48 pkt outer of said supermarket brand was purchased.
It was reluctantly eaten on the first morning and the supper offering was nosed around the dishes but at some point during the night hours an emergency committee meeting was held. By the next morning the picky pussycats showed a united front and militant action was imposed. I.E. refusing point blank to eat any of the supermarket brand. They were partially appeased by mixing a little Felix into the top layer but as the week passed their willingness to even sample it diminished.
This morning the general and plainly ‘voiced’ opinion from the crew was ‘We are not eating that sh*t!* as they backed away from the bowls in unison and stalked away!
Witnessed an hour later was Betty Poop approaching the bowls with great caution, stopping at several paces distance and stretching her neck out to sniff – this repeated with each bowl.
As a cat of limited brain she sat back, perplexed, staring at the food for a good minute before repeating the process. On second rejection she moved on to the dried food and proceeded to eat. Now Betty Poop does not much like dried cat food as the eating of it requires effort but she doggedly (cattedly?) munched for some minutes before going back to sniff at each wet food dish (just in case someone had replenished them in the meantime) before moving off for a kip.
The long and the short of it is that the saving of £4 on an outer of generic supermarket brand cat food is no saving when you end up tipping it all away.
And yes it is a plot – the United Union of Radical Kittykind (UURK!) will stop at nothing in their efforts to stamp out cheap kitty-chow!