Soft Food Saturday

these are our babies scarfing down soft cat food. we only give this unhealthy, but delicious (judging from their reactions) food to them once a week. it never ceases to amaze me of how excited they get, and how them seem to know when soft food will be served. they can smell and sense it before i even open the can. they are like heroin addicts waiting to fix when it comes to "fancy feast" cat food.

our older cat, vic, (the black cat on the right) eats some of it but seems to be more into *the idea*of soft food rather than the actual taste. she has a few bites and then moves on.

our youngest cat, oscar, ( buff cat on the left,) gets very excited when he discovers soft food is going to be served, and sometimes eats quite a bit of it. most of the time, however, he displays the proper amount of restraint.

our middle child, kinsey mitts (grey cat in middle) is an absolute soft food cat whore. she is the true heroin addict, and will eat every morsel in her sight. if they other two cats move away, she seizes their plate as well, and can't seem to relax until she has consumed it all. sort of like me with desserts.

okay, i know this blog entry is lame and somewhat pathetic in that i'm blogging about my cats at 10:30 on a saturday night. i'm just bored after having spent the evening packing for my trip tomorrow. also, i'm just now experimenting with uploading pics on my blog and these were the only pics available on a's laptop, which i happen to be using to write this.

jb