You would think that one taste of tinned catfood would be enough to decide not to try it again.
Not if you’re a two year old, apparently.
I can spend hours slaving away in the kitchen making delectable morsels for my child to turn her nose up at, but let her get her hands on a 99 cent tin of budget cat food and she’s in culinary heaven.
It all started recently when she discovered how to open the fridge door – open, shut, open, shut, what a fun game that was. Her fridge exploration appears to only take place when I’m otherwise occupied for a lengthy period of time, i.e. a diarrhoea explosion with her sibling, digging graves for miscellaneous winged creatures that my cats have tortured, or attempting to retain my brains during the Zombie Apocalypse.
The first object of her desire was my cranberry juice, closely followed by the tub of margarine. Both were liberally relocated all over the kitchen floor, before her attention was arrested by the tin of cat food. Being of a compassionate nature towards her furry friends, she decided to feed them. And feed them. And feed them. We’re still trying to decide if our 7 month old cat’s large belly is a result of her overzealous feeding, or a belly full of paws and claws.
Unfortunately, Miss 2 is currently in the copying everything that Mummy does phase, which means the fridge lock I fitted was no problem for someone with good observational skills to crack.
Then, yesterday, she decided that she was no longer a little girl, and had been transformed into a kitten who spent a lot of time crawling around on the floor and making high pitched mewling sounds. I should have realised that extra vigilance with the fridge would be required, but was distracted by a malfunctioning DVD player and an overtired boy having a tantrum because he wanted to watch Cars 2. Just an FYI, chocolate muffin stuffed in a DVD player will kill it.
I’ll give you three guesses where Miss 2 snuck off to while I was otherwise engaged.
I caught her trying to feed the cats with a suspicious ring of gravy round her lips. When asked if she had been eating the cat food she positively beamed as she announced that she had, like it was the most wonderful thing in the world. Grabbing the tin and spoon off her, I took them inside without realising that she had already placed food in one of the cat bowls. I returned to find her down on her hands and knees, taking turns with the cat to stick her head in the bowl and lap up the food.
Sadly, she isn’t the only one of my children who ate cat food.
So, theoretically, in these harsh economic times is it okay to feed a child 99 cent tins of catfood if they really, really like it?
PS if your child indulges in cat food tasting and is of a very huggy and kissy persuasion like mine, you might want to clean their mouth out with industrial strength mouthwash to prevent your breakfast and lunch making a re-appearance.
Oh my goodness! I say if the kids eating and growing, let’em eat cat food. Eventually, you will have enough photographic evidence to dissuade any teenager from ever wanting to kiss her and that right there is FANTASTIC parenting.
I like your way of thinking
You must not have ever had Cat Food Casserole, then! Ha! Yuck. Your pictures were adorable. I love that LOL Cat picture. Thanks for linking up with us over at #findingthefunny!
Ewwww cat food casserole.
This is hysterical. It reminds me of a hysterical old lady at town meeting who stood up to say she could not vote for the override because the raise in her taxes would force her to eat cat food! The audience went nuts. Too bad for her, it’s apparently quite tasty! Found you at finding the funny.
Do your taste buds disappear once you get old? If that’s the case then catfood is probably an affordable alternative for the elderly.
I shall now pass myself into mortality for something embarrassing. I have a really long memory. REALLY LONG. Which means I can remember far enough back to know that dry cat food tastes OODLES better than dry dog food. As an adult, both memories curdle my stomach and I can remember EXACTLY WHAT THEY TASTED LIKE. I’m just grateful I don’t remember the taste of the canned stuff. {shudder}
I remember my brother daring me to eat cat biscuits when I was about 7 and I can still remember exactly how it tasted. Yuck.
Haha ooohhh yucky!
I remember my son sharing the dog food around the same age. He loved it. And the large milk bones he loved when he was teething. Kids are just gross.
Yes, kids are gross. Particularly mine.
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I definitely ate cat food as a child. And, not long ago, I took a can of cat food to work for lunch one day (it’s on the same shelf as my canned salmon). I didn’t eat it, but I may have if there weren’t any co-workers in the room – it’s more expensive than the salmon, so it must be delicious, right?
Bound to be. And with all the added vitamins and minerals you’ll have a nice glossy coat too.
That is hysterical! I don’t believe my kids ever ate cat food, but I would not put a dog bone or two past them… I will take note about the choco muffin and DVD player – who knew?! (came from FtheF)
Thank goodness someone is taking note of the choc muffin and DVD player tip.
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Oh my goodness–I SO remember my kids doing this! ALL THREE OF THEM! By the third I stopped worrying about ANYTHING I fed them–I figured that anyone who could eat that much cat food without a problem would be fine with pretty much anything! This was so funny–thanks for sharing! I found you on the Finding the Funny blog hop and am your newest follower…it just took me a few days to get here!
Thanks for stopping by, and I agree that if they can eat catfood they can eat anything. I shall remind them of this fact when they refuse to eat what’s put in front of them.
You were one of the most clicked links at last week’s Finding the Funny party. We’re featuring you tomorrow, and I pinned this!
Wow, awesome. Thank you so much.
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