I staggered in to the kitchen this morning, my nose following the delicious scent of coffee that The Hubs had got going (he IS a doll). He was up before me, so Livvy (our cat) jumped out of bed and followed him down the stairs to the cat food area. By the time I crawled out of bed on the wings of the coffee bean aroma, The Hubs and Livvy were in the middle of a discussion (yes, she meows to us, as if she’s talking. No really, we’re not crazy- she’s half Siamese. That’s what they do).
Hubs: Livvy!
Livvy: meowwww!
Hubs: I already gave you your Friskies!
Livvy: [spotting me as I stagger into the kitchen, and trots over to me] Murroow! Murroow!
Me: What’s the matter, baby? Is Daddy starving you? [winks at Hubs]
Hubs: Ha!
Livvy: Murrow!
Hubs: She won’t eat her Friskies. I gave her some already. A LOT.
Me: [looking at her dish] Oh, she doesn’t like that kind. She will eat all the other kinds but that.
Hubs: Oh.
Yes, she's my pretty baby. Click on the link for a big picture of Her Royal Highness.
Livvy: [purring and rubbing my legs]
Me: Here, honey, try it anyway. [Moves dish closer to her]
Livvy: [sniffs dish and starts scratching the wall --her sign that she is "done."]
Hubs: [to Livvy] Oh, go on and eat it! I’m not wasting cat food! Livvy, think of all those starving cats in Ethiopia!
Me: [looking at Hubs, and we both giggle] That’s hilarious!! I’ve got to blog about that today!!!
I did eventually give Livvy the stuff she likes. Just a little. Not that she’s spoiled, mind you. ;) I mixed it in with the “bad” food and she ate it. She must have learned her lesson that not all cats are as blessed as she is, ya think?
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May 11, 2010 at 8:45 pm
That must be what my cat’s problem is, the food. She has been driving me crazy for the last two days. Meowing all the time (she’s fixed so not in heat thank goodness). She has woken me up ever hour for the last two nights. I hate my cat.
May 11, 2010 at 11:42 pm
Way. Too. Funny.
May 12, 2010 at 12:43 am
LOL What about those starving puppies in Ethiopia?! My puppy will ONLY eat chicken, ground beef, or canned puppy Pedigree. He won’t touch the dry dog food! Such a spoiled little Yorkie!
May 12, 2010 at 1:26 am
I LOVE talking cats! Our three chat up a storm and I love it
Our cats do not get can food except as a rare treat. I just invest in a high quality kibble (something ‘meal’ as first ingredient, no corn - keeps the litter box ‘treasures’ less foul!) and supplement with table scraps and raw eggs. They never turn their noses up or try to ‘bury’ the eggs.
May 12, 2010 at 3:20 am
What is it with you humans, thinking we cats will eat just any food? Of course Livvy wants the good stuff. I totally relate. Yes, we know there are cats less fortunate than ourselves and we are grateful for what we have, but that doesn’t mean we will eat just anything you randomly pull out of the cupboard.
On the other hand, there are some cats who just out-and-out lie. Just this evening, Binga was trying to tell my human’s boyfriend that she hadn’t yet had dinner - and my human had fed her not even an hour before!
May 12, 2010 at 9:01 am
Midnight talks to us in the morning until he gets his canned cat food.
May 12, 2010 at 6:42 pm
I really hate when the cats don’t like their food that I put out. Ugh. They get dry food during the week (from a pet dish that has a timer-SWEET!), but the weekends, they get a little treat of wet food. Love those weekends when somebody doesn’t like that kind of food and they sit and stare at you. I’ve learned to walk away and not play along (I learned that trick living with teens). They always end up eating it later. You gotta wait ‘em out.
Oh-both my kitties talk to me too.
May 24, 2010 at 1:41 pm
You have no idea what you’re setting yourself up for. My mother had a Siamese who would sniff the dish, and then do the cover it up trick. My mother would open another can, and he would go through the same routine, until she found just what he wanted that day. She spent a fortune on cat food.
And he never liked or disliked the same ones. It all depended on his mood that day.
You are starting a very dangerous trend. Beware.