I have fed the cats many times, and still I must choke back my rising gorge at the odor of the canned food. It's awful noisome slimy stuff that on occasion smells a bit like corned beef hash.
Janet says, "Now you know why I never eat corned beef hash."
Meanwhile, I find that scooping the poops out of the litter box isn't really that nauseating a task; they're merely odorless hard little dried chunks of amorphous brown material covered in litter. There is also an ammonia odor, but that's a simple sharp-smelling chemical, nowhere near as nasty as the multitudinous bouquets of conflicting organic materials found in the food, which is probably fresh from a rendering plant.
From these facts I am led to the strange conclusion that cat food is improved on its journey through the cat.
(Sung to the tune of "The Mickey Mouse Club")
What's the most disgusting substance
known to you and me?
C-A-T F-O-O-
O-O-O-O-D!
Hey there, hi there, ho there
It's disgusting as can be.
C-A-T F-O-O-
O-O-O-O-D!
Cat food, Cat food
Forever I can tell my gorge will rise
(rise! rise!)
Hey there, hi there, ho there
It's disgusting as can be.
C-A-T F-O-O-
O-O-O-O-D!
I am actually fairly proud of this song, and I sing it every chance I get.
Janet says, "Now you know why I keep hitting you with a couch cushion."