As Sparkle the Designer Cat correctly stated, felines need make no new year's resolutions, since we're already perfect and, therefore, have no need to resolve for further improvement. Humans, of course, need all the help they can get.
Nonetheless, I'm resolving to demand (as special din-dins) something other than canned tuna-in-oil. Namely?
The Spam Sketch from
Monty Python's Flying Circus (1970)
There are, of course, many human foods that are unsafe for felines and slobberdogs. The sodium in Spam could pose problems for us kitties, and the protein and fat content may not be optimal for feline digestion. But, surely, an occasional nibble wouldn't hurt.
Canned Spam from Hormel Foods
I'm not giving up canned tuna-in-oil, which I only am served on a much-too-intermittent basis. But it's time to expand my repertoire of special n'yum n'yums (and jokes, for that matter).
Your Roving Reporter On The Go,
Cauli Le Chat
P.S. "The Spam Song" appeared on the album Monty Python Sings (1989) and on several other record collections (as well as in the TV series). Thirty seconds of masterful musical marketing, Hormel. Just saying.
Did you know they sell Spam by the slice now? My human brought home some from the market one day... and it was a reminder of why she had not had any since she was a kid. And ick, no, I didn't want any either!
ReplyDeleteSo spam might not be a credible "treat" food for kitties. That definitely deflates the humor value. How about chicken livers fried in butter? The legendary Feisty (1980-1991), better known as "Daughter," and her flat-mate, Punkin, *loved* them! Their human Grandma cooked them especially for them.
ReplyDeleteAmbiguity alert! Too many uses of the third-person plural for that personal pronoun, Cauli! What or who did Grandma cook, and for whom or what? "Them for them" is unclear. Minus five points on your English grammar grade for this assignment.
DeleteFortunately, felines don't need to worry about grammar. Minions, make with the fixes! You've really got to get out more, Scowl-Face.
DeleteI forgot Punkin's parenthetical (1980-1996). He was the sweetest kitty ever, so I'm told. He pulled a cherry pie out of a closed upper kitchen cabinet and ate a good portion before his humans escorted him elsewhere. Punkin clearly understood the "doorknob principle," as Gary Larson called it in "The Far Side."
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