My cats are strange, post #97:

Thena, my older and crabbier cat, enjoys cat food and cat treats. She also likes people food, but as a rule doesn’t get it because I’m trying to keep my cats from being any more spoiled than they are. It’s also healthier for them, and so on.

However, I did learn when she was a kitten that she does occasionally like microwave popcorn, especially Smart Food. So once in awhile, I’ll give her some of that, or a tiny bit of cheese or something. As a rule, she demands and receives wet cat food, and she’s happy with that.

Venus, my little wimpy cat, has or had a very sensitive stomach. Even my slow and cautious attempts to change her food to something potentially higher-quality resulted in gastric distress (most often on my bed, as my cats love me so), so she’s stayed on cat food and nothing but. Except that she too loved microwave popcorn, and a few kernels at a time didn’t seem to pose any problems, so she’d sometimes get that. She prefers it with cheese powder, though; she’s a gastronome.

Because of Venus’ bouts of stomach failure, she’s had many times when she’s been on broiled chicken to help settle things down before she got re-introduced to her food (“Venus, meet your dinner. Dinner, this is Venus.”). As a result, every time I’m cutting food on the counter, she thinks it’s chicken, and will stand by my side and try to tap her paws on the counter or on my hip to be offered a sample. I’m a loser and will usually show her what it is I’m cutting: “See Venus? It’s an apple. You don’t like apples.” and she goes on her merry way.

However, every now and then she’s expressed an interest in something I was making beyond just a sniff-and-dismiss. For example, my cats often go insane for celery; they like to play with the little stalks and usually wind up eating them. This is insanity shared between them, and I have no problem indulging it now and again.

But my cats, like me, aren’t always about the healthy eating. Venus has shown a distinct preference for crackers, cheese, tortilla chips, and most recently, rice cakes.

Yes, rice cakes; those cardboard circles whose existence is only enlivened by the addition of peanut butter, or some other flavoured glaze or powder.

Now, maybe she just has a thing for cheese powder, because the ones I was eating were seasoned with white cheddar powder, but whatever it was, she was gobbling up the pieces of rice cake the minute I set them before her nose.

My cats are weird, and I love the mental little buggers.

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  1. I sometimes give my two cats canned tuna and they always weave around my ankles whenever I open a can of any sort. They just know that somehow they’re going to get some action if I have the opener in my hand. I hold the freshly opened can to their level so they can sniff it but they look at me with their “Dude, get this Mandarin Orange Slices shit out of my face and hand over the tuna already” expression.So you’re not alone.

  2. See, I give mine wet food, but the cans are pop-tops. They’ve never gotten anything that came from a can opener, yet they still seem to get excited when I use one. Although that pop-top association really helped the last time Thena escaped; I’d just bought a few cans of cat food and I opened one. She came right up to me immediately. Hah! I win.

  3. That’s funny. When Sam is outside and I want her to be inside, I draw her to me with the laser pointer. It has always been her favorite game and it’s as effective as a Death Star tractor beam. I’ll try taking the opener and a can of tuna out sometime. I might gather a few more cats than I want though.

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