Healthy food is important for all species, both cats and humans.
G likes Gourmet brand cat food sachets – well he does this week, and would have a tuna addiction if it wasn’t for rationing. F won’t touch wet food but likes tuna a lot.
So Gourmet tinned Fisherman’s Delight with tuna sounded fun – however after purchasing it I took a closer look at the ingredients… it transpires that it is 70% random fish, of which a mere 4% is tuna.
That makes the phase “with tuna” feel somewhat detached from reality.
However the faux-tuna was decanted, offered to G and he ate a bit of it… but without much gusto.
It is good to know that both human and cat food are equally duplicitous in their advertising, but I am vexed that poor G was deprived of something more fun. And F wouldn’t even touch it as it was more like wet food than tuna, poor beastie.
One cat toy that the boys do like is Petstages Wrestle and Romp.
It is a large squishy toy with crinkling material inside and a small quantity of catnip. It isn’t a toy that we see them play with but it moves around the house and appears in strange places rather frequently.
We had a recent scare when one of the boys used it to bury a particularly icky hairball and I was worried that it might not be cleanable – thankfully it seemed ok after the application of wet kitchen towel, however I’ve now bought two spare ones just in case!
If nothing else I would miss seeing it appear by the door whenever I come home!
The boys have a large box of cat toys but I will confess that I’m always looking for interesting new things to entertain them. Unfortunately what I consider should be entertaining for a cat is not always a hit with the boys.
Most recently the Hunter LED pointer toy caught my attention as it projects a picture of a mouse and it isn’t laser based.
The packaging claims that the mouse is visible for a distance of “about 1 to 3 metres”, what is omits to mention is the mouse image quickly distorts into a giant rat-beast.
However it transpires that this minor detail didn’t matter as G patted it randomly and infrequently, whilst F stared fixedly at the pointer in my hand and showed little interest in either the mouse or the rat-beast image.
All of the fuss over vaccinations is proving interesting reading – partly as a co-worker is anti-everything to the point where he is declining conventional treatment on his son’s severely club feet but mostly because G declined to have his booster shots on Monday.
When I say declined what I should say is G turned into a demon from Hell and shredded everyone who came near him – including a rather butch female nurse. Despite having sat peacefully on the table whilst he was checked over – including teeth and heart, he objected vigorously to anyone coming near with him holding a needle.
Long story short, G was not vaccinated but I did get strongly advised to go to Accident & Emergency and was even given a letter to take with me in order to get some antibiotics.
I didn’t go to A&C, TCP fixes most things, because the universe has a sense of irony G’s new cat toy arrived today – a Yeowww! Heart Attack toy. Perhaps he can maim that rather than me…
It has been a while since I bought the cats a completely new toy, as oppose to replacing one they already had, liked and had destroyed.
Buying them new toys is a little tricky as I’d fussy about avoiding cheap made in sweatshop crap and won’t buy anything containing anything less than decent grade catnip that I can smell myself.
G likes catnip and soft things that he can carry around whilst mewing plaintively for attention despite being adored and doted on more than most children.
F doesn’t really do toys, this may or may not be due to G’s view that everything is his. Unlike his sibling F doesn’t respond to catnip very much, instead he gets high on carrots – which looks as weird as it sounds.
I was getting desperate for a new toy and saw the Petstages Whirly Gig, it seemed expensive at £4 for a small bit of plastic. However some of the Petstages stuff has been rather good and there really was nothing else worth having in the store.
Got it home and quickly ascertained that it didn’t really work on carpet – but works a treat on the kitchen floor. Both cats love it, they bat it like crazy and a strategically placed kitchen towel has prevented it from living permanently under the fridge.
If only G would stop sitting on it when his sibling tries to play…