Monday, November 21, 2005
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Sunday, November 13, 2005
Turns out I should have read the label more carefully. What I bought wasn’t cat treats but very fancy moist food called Iams Select Bites. (The fact that the labels mention “gravy” and “sauce” should have tipped me off, I know.) Worse, Miles decided within his first nibble that this was The Best Cat Food Ever, and could he please have some more. NOW, dammit! And it isn’t even the meat he wants — mainly, he just licks off the gravy and leaves the rest.
In the past, when he’s become obsessed to some new food, it proves a short cycle and he grows bored of it after a week or so. Not this time. All I have to do is merely move in the general direction of the kitchen, and he’s at my feet, looking up at me with a plaintive expression and meowing piteously. If that doesn’t work, he tries tripping me.
I could just stop buying the stuff, but Miles has been my cat for 18 years now, and has earned a few indulgences. So for now, I’m stuck buying Iams. Still, let this serve as a warning to the cat owners among you: Shop carefully, or your kitty may end up with a two-dollar a day habit!