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Oh my god, oh my god. This was one of the most difficult things I've had to do, ever. See that shining glob pictured? That's a cow's liver. And as it happens, liver is full of a lovely variety of minerals and vitamins, including taurine. Veterinarians believe that taurine is an essential nutrient for cats. In fact, it is this sole nutrient that prevents cats from thriving on a vegetarian diet (there's some controversy on that, of course.) Since taurine is naturally-occurring in the flesh and organs of mammals, it is easily provided with a carnivorous diet. I want the best for my cats, and that's why I ventured into the foul-smelling meat department at Mega and subdued my vomit reflex as much as possible while locating, wrapping and purchasing this giant stinking organ that really belongs inside a living cow. The thing was sliced horizontally so I speared a slice and threw it into the frying pan. Seared on both sides, the liver produced a smell quite unlike anything I have ever experienced before. Every cat in the house was going mad as it cooked, which is very unusual for my crew. When the slab cooled a bit, I chopped it into little pieces as quickly as I could though the sinews trapped the knife several times which cost me precious seconds and caused me to inhale while dangerously close to the meat. Just nasty. Not even my meat-loving, brain-taco-eating husband could stand the smell. While waiting impatiently for my chopping to come to an end, Aladdin became so desperate to get his mouth around the liver that he dug its bloody wrappings out of the trash and suckled them. Once the chopped liver hit the cats' bowls, it was devoured with nary a chew. Homer, a cat that always lets his housemates finish eating before he takes a bite, forced his nose in there to fight for his dinner like a tiger. Stripey foster Baby lapped up the leaking blood, while Aladdin found the fatty bits and chewed on them like taffy. Worst day ever for vegetarian kitty owner. The liver lasted nearly three days, during which time the cats tested cooked, raw, and lightly-fried-then-pulverized pate. They licked, slurped, chewed and sniffed up every drop. Night-night kisses were unpleasant, to say the least. But my poor Minnie Mew - she couldn't stand the stuff any more that I could. I had to dab some on her nosey just to get her to try a taste. Her verdict was announced in a low growl. Can't say that I blame her in the slightest. Back to tuna for the Mewster and crew for today, and then some chicken and egg salad tomorrow. Liver? It'll have to wait until I stop smelling phantom fried bloody organs everywhere I go. Even the low low price of 10 pesos per day isn't going to move that process along any more swiftly. Sorry Homer.
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