Thursday, February 5, 2009
Stinky Goodness In Da House
It's Grover. Listen, yesterday my mom brought home our new cat food. Well, really, it's Piggy's new "experimental" food but I get to eat it, too, since no one could stop me anyway. So my mom opened the bag of Hill's Prescription Duck and Green Pea Formula and nearly fell over because she said it STINKS!
Piggy was sleeping under the comforter in the bedroom, but I was waiting not so patiently in the kitchen to taste this new food, and she was taking her sweet time.
First, she stuck her nose near the bag and made an ugly face. Then she read the bag. Then she stuck her nose near the bag again and then read the bag again and then she looked at me and said "OK, now I understand why the other blogging cats call their food Stinky Goodness."
I really wanted to try it, so I rubbed against the bag and licked her hand and made my eyes real big and tilted my head a bit to look extra-specially cute. It didn't work. She opened the bag AGAIN and sniffed it AGAIN and said, "This smells VERY wrong..."
It smelled damned good to me, but then she walked around the kitchen sniffing things - the garbage bag, the sink - I don't think she believed the delicious scent wafting from the cat food bag was really the cat food.
"Well," she said, "this offends me. But OK...."
She leaned back, poured some into our bowl (which is really a big abalone shell) and then, I am still so insulted by this I can barely type, and then....she carried it into the bedroom and put our new delicacy in front of Pig, whose wrinkly pink head was sticking out from under the comforter! Oh my gosh, as if he weren't already a spoiled baby, now he gets dinner in bed, too? WHAT?!?!
I know my mom does not play favorites (even though I myself have never received dinner in bed, harrumph), so I did not show her my indignation and instead jumped up on the bed and started gobbling our duck and pea flavored food. And it was DELICIOUS. Pig didn't eat too much of it, but that may be because I kept pushing his face away from the bowl because it was THAT good and I didn't want to share even though I know it's supposed to be for him because he's got The Sickness Of Unknown Origin.
And then, can you believe it, my mom picked me up and brought me to the kitchen and put me up on the fridge to eat our boring old food...well, OK, it's delicious, too, but variety is the spice of life. I ate my old food, but grudgingly. Then she went and got the new food from the bedroom and brought our bowl back to the kitchen and Piggy followed her and we both ate more of the Stinky Goodness. But Piggy didn't eat too much and I'm not sure if he liked it or not.
I love it. Rock on, Stinky Goodness!
P.S. This is Piggy. Hi. I like the food. I got up three times last night to eat some and each time when I'd come back to bed and breathe on my mom's face she'd say, "Oh my god, what died in here?!" and I was very insulted. She explained that, to her, my new food smells like Something Very Wrong and now my breathe smells like Something Very Wrong, too. Harrumph.
P.P.S. This morning, mom said the whole kitchen, where our food bowl is, smells like Something Very Wrong, too. But me and Grover don't smell it. Luv, Piggy
at 6:48 AM