Conference misery::feline_v1

	my cat, thunder, likes popcorn... if it's buttered, all
	the better.  talk about strange!

	billie

I once had a cat that LOVED Doritos -- Nacho flavor, only, please.  He came
running when he heard the bag crackle and would stand up and beg.  In the
same household, we had another cat famous for stealing food.  We even caught
her stealing BROCCOLI out of a pan on the stove once.  And my current fuzzy
friend is wild about anything chocolate.

No accounting for tastes.

Susan

 Re: .2:  

 Oh, so someone else has observed their cat eating cooked vegetables too.
 My mother once had a siamese kitten with a passion for buttered green beans.

 He was so finicky and neverous he nearly starved, until my mother accidentally
 discovered the green bean fondness and nursed him back to robust health
 on a nearly straight diet of the things.

 One of my present cats has occasionally got up on the kitchen counter and
 helped herself to broccoli from the serving dish.  I've seen dogs eat
 grass, so maybe neither carnivore is exclusively meat-eating.

 Neil

re: .-1

I have read that both dogs and cats will eat grass to keep themselves regular. 
The theory was that in the wild canines and felines eat the stomach contents 
of their herbivore prey, and therefore don't need to eat grass.

We once had a cat who loved frozen green beans (thawed, but not cooked) and 
pasta with tomato sauce.

Steve

Cats have strange habits (not that any *other* creature does, of course!).
Our two cats like dry or canned foods, but not the semi-moist stuff.
Koshka likes ice-cream (any sort), chocolate, and many sorts of main-dish
casseroles.  Chorniy likes junk-food of the corn-chip, potato chip, or
cheeto sort.  Both cats like rice (we ran out of cat-food once and gave
them rice and beef for dinner), buttered corn/peas/beans, vanilla ice-cream,
chicken (we have to lock up the garbage when there are chicken bones),
cheese (especially those american "cheese" slices), ham and bread.  We have
had to get a covered candy dish to keep Koshka out of it, and have to keep
the chips bags securely closed and on top of the refrigerator!

When I was younger my family had a cat who would open up cantelopes with
his claws and eat the melon inside.  We used to leave a bit on the rind
for him, and had to store the melons in a covered dish.  But he was half
siamese and had other strange habits.

All of the cats I've lived with have eaten grass sometimes.  I've noticed
that the males seem to need it more.  Since it's now winter, I've had to
put more green veggies in the cat-food in order to keep Chorniy happy, and
I'm growing a pot of grass on a window-sill for him.         

--Louise

My dear, departed Nianinne had a passion for green peas.

The late Grand Lady, a sealpoint named Angelica, lover black coffee, no
sugar.  I'm not much of a coffee drinker, and whenever I _did_ make any,
she'd raise such a clamor I'd give her a little just to keep her quiet.
She lived to be more than 18 years old.

Morgan liked to nibble pumpkin stems when he could get them.

Vivianne has a _thing_ for recording tape.  _I_ know it's not a food, but
I have to keep it under strict lock and key, otherwise she'll devour it.

Steve Kallis, Jr.

    My dearest old cat, Mittens loved green olives. Whenever we had company
an placed munchies on the coffee table, Mittens would go bonkers over the
stuffed olives. He also had a passion for beer. I could not leave a glass
of beer unattended on the table since he'd tip the glass over and lap up
the spilled contents.
    The 25 pound yellow tabby I now live with, Lorenzo loves about anything
I prepare for myself. He's a horrible pest until I place a little dish of
whatever I'm eating down for him; he then sniffs at it and turns up his
nose. If I pick it up, he raises a fuss until the dish is put down again.

Ray

Nebula, my half-Siamese, doesn't have too many strange eating habits, except
to eat things like string, grasshoppers, etc., that don't stay down (sigh).
Her big companion, The Fickle (JFCL, the no-op), though, loves whole wheat
and also sunflower seeds.  One year during Passover, I was talking to someone
ont he phone and munching on a whole-wheat matzoh, and the Fickle wouldn't
stop pestering me, so I fed the cracker to her.  The person I was talking to
on the phone thought this was a riot when I described it to him.  Fickle will
also enjoy wheat chex, when she can get them, and dropped pieces of dry pasta.
Nebula turns up her nose at all of these non-meat foods.

Figaro goes wild over cooked asparagus.  At first I thought it might be
that she liked the butter sauce, but have since found that she likes it
just as well plain.  (Thank goodness she doesn't care for it raw, or there
goes my asparagus garden!)

  ^_^
 (>.<)
  ) (

I had a siamese cat that would take watermelon and candy bars over meat
any day.  She also loved icecream(especially chocolate).  All of my cats
love lasagna.  I think they each have thier own tastes just like people.

EM

Our Gray Lady is also a 9 Lives fanatic, but will not touch anything with
turkey or mixed vegetables in it. Her favorites are Sliced Beef in Gravy
and Ranch Supper (with a little liver and chicken occasionally).

When she does beg at the table, it's normally just to sniff and then walk
away. The only thing she won't let me eat without giving her a hefty por-
tion of is BACON!

/Harry

Well, here goes...

Fire, will go crazy over Potato chips...regular only...not barbequed, sour 
cream or anything like that...He also loves Potato Stix...He will not eat 
any moist cat food, his preference is Purina Country Blend, but I usually 
keep him on Low Ash types of dry food.  He absolutely loves baby food, 
strained, not junior, and only veal or lamb...never mind the chicken and 
beef...and he will only eat it if I warm it up and feed it to him off a 
spoon...which I must admit I do for him occasionally as a treet!!

some other strange ones...

Patchouli will kill for chicken soup and always seems to know when I'm 
eatting it...

Aja loves french fries, from MacDonalds...she won't eat Burger King ones!! 
When I go to MacDonalds, I buy her her own bag of fries!!

Tom eats corn on the cob, cob and all!!

Pillow Talk will kill for chicken...not so strange, but she can tell when 
it's cooking in the oven and will trip me around the kitchen till she gets 
some!!

Xotica likes grapefruit!!!  Believe it or not!!!


Mostly my cats eat just dry cat food, usually science diet, and none of 
them beg at the table!!!

Cin...aka Pussycat!

    My cats aren't picky at all.  They eat *anything* that is put in the
bowl for them.  The only food I've ever found that were anything less than
enthusiastic about is ACME cat food.  I could hardly get them to finish off
the bag, even when it was mixed with Friskies and the like.  They like dry
food.  They all make sure they are there when I give them a couple of Tender
Vittles packages (Or TV clones) to split among the 6 of them first thing
in the morning.  Interestingly enough, they know who feeds them.  I'm the
one that always gets up first in the morning.  When the the alarm goes off
they know I'll be up soon.  The vultures start gathering around the bed.
When I get up and go to the bathroom they all follow.  The bathroom is carpeted
in yowling cats until I'm ready to go out to the kitchen.  Then there's a
stampeded of cats running and leaping(especially Nazzie) to the kitchen.
There's always food there but they won't eat til I put something else in
the bowl.  I open the pantry to get the dry food.  Pip jumps in the cabinet
as if to say "Don't forget the TV, mom."  when I put the dry food back and
reach in for the Tender Vittles, Pip jumps out satisfied that once again
he has single-handedly saved them all from the disastrous fate of *gasp*
no Tender Vittles.  WE faked out last week when I was off work for a couple
and Gary was the first one out of bed since he had to go to work.  He went
to the kitchen and all the cats stayed on the bed with me.  He put food in
the bowl and called, but they *knew* thet they don't get fed till Mom gets
up, so they stayed with me and didn't touch the food til I got up.  (Pretty
bizarre!)  They love Bonkers and pounce and like someone else mentioned,
shaking the Bonkers box or Pounce can is an extremely effective way of calling
the cats.  (I can even call Cinnamon to came in from outside this way.  He
can here it yards away.)  Canned food is the rarest treat and puts them all
in Kitty Heaven.  The sound of the can opener will casue them to break down
doors to get to the kitchen.

   As far as weird tastes are concerned,  my cats have their share.  The
things I can remeber of the top of my head are:
   Anything with butter on it.  They eat napkins with butter of melted cheese
     on them.
   Pip loves marshmellows!  
   Merry and Nazzie eat raw potatoes.
   Merry eats raw lettuce.
   Most cooked vegtables are fair game.
   all of the cats go on search and destroy missions for bread.  We have
     our pantry rubber-banded closed to keep them out.  They love to drag
     out a loaf of bread eat throught the plastic and munch on the bread,
     spreading all over the house what they don't eat.

   They all insist on smelling beer when Gary has it but won't drink it.

   Nazzie goes on search and consume missions when Gary has a glass of
     Lambrusco.  

That's all I can think of now.

tlh

Interesting about not wanting to touch the food that your husband put out. I
used to be the late riser, and would only feed the cats on those days that
Lynne was late for a meeting or something.  (They always looked like they'd
been deserted.  "Why didn't MOMMY feed us? Doesn't she love us anymore?") 

But I have to get up earlier now that I'm working in Spitbrook, so if I'm not
rushed I feed the cats.  Oscar Gordon has caught on pretty quick (of course,
anytime ANYONE goes downstairs he wants to be fed...), but Oscar is the only
one around until I get the moist food out.  On the other hand, when Lynne even
looks like she's heading in the right direction, a thundering clowder of cats
races down the stairs to the food bowl.  Watching them going into ecstacies of
leg rubbing and musical meowing while Lynne tries to keep them out of the food
cupboard is pretty good entertainment... 
                                                                           
About the funniest thing we ever saw our cats eat was some ice cream that was
heavily laced with rum.  Not that cats eating ice cream is all that unusual -
but that was my first experience with drunken kitties.  They got drunk in
different fashions, just like people.  Empress Star is a loud, belligerent
drunk.  Oscar Gordon walked over to a wall and leaned on it with his eyes out
of focus for about ten minutes, and then kinda slumped into a snoozing ball.
Rufo is one of those affectionate, slobbery kinds of drunk, while Muri simply
got more and more dignified as her state of intoxication increased. 
                                          
- CW 

Erick drinks beer. If you have a bottle out and he wants some, he'll lick
the inside of the neck of the bottle. His usual capacity is a bottle cap
full or three. The first time he was offered stout (Guinness), he tried to
bury it. It wasn't so bad the second time.

	Jon

  See also note #79 on this subject.

  My fiancee's 13 year-old cat, Sebastian Dangerfield ("Basti") would eat
  continuously, morning till night, if permitted.  And he looks it.  His
  standard food is k/d (kidney diet).  My cats' standard food is Eukanuba,
  but my cat Loiosh prefers k/d (at $1.00/can!).  Basti prefers Eukanuba.
  Many's the hour I've spent swapping cats around to their assigned bowls!

  When we're eating at the table, Basti picks a spot at the end to sit and
  stare at our plates until he perceives that we're done.  Then he comes and
  cleans them.  Pity the person who stops eating for a few moments to rest!
  An annoyed, "Do we eat your cat food?" from Jody will get him to stomp
  back to his spot to wait some more.  We occasionally have guests over for
  dinner who find this whole performance disquieting; I can't for the life
  of me imagine why.

  It seems Basti will eat anything, but his favorite food is Treadwell's
  Peanut Butter Cup ice cream.  Fortunately for him, it's one of our
  favorites, too.

					-- Roger

My cat Panda *loves* to eat Vaseline.

Each night, when I'm in the bathroom getting ready for bed, Panda
enters and hops up onto the vanity. If I don't immediately give her
some Vaseline, she stares pointedly at me as if she cannot believe
how stupid I am. Then, to jog my memory, she turns her head to gaze
fixedly at the cabinet where the Vaseline jar is kept. This ritual 
is repeated until I finally get the message: I open the cabinet door
and give her a scoop of Vaseline. She licks it down avidly and washes
herself elaborately afterwards.

The sound of an opening Vaseline jar will bring her running from any-
where in the house.

- Karen Leard

Just a quick note about chocolate...my vet says that chocolate can be
deadly to cats and that I should never give it to my cat.  It can be
fatal to dogs in sufficient quantaties, but it is particularly toxic
to cats.  Has anyone else heard this??

P.S.  Honey the Himmy agrees with Aja...McDonalds fries are much better
than Burger King!

Mary

Don't know about the chocolate, but it seems to me that vasaline,
which is a petroleum product, might not be too good for a cat.
Doesn't the jar say something about "for external use only"?

--Louise

Vaseline is supposed to be great for helping kitties to pass accumulated
hair before it turns into a hair ball and is thrown up on my white rug.
It acts like a laxative, just like Femalt, Petramalt, and all those hair
ball remedies cats theoretically love.  Honey used to love Femalt, but now
refuses to take it in any way, shape, or disguise.  He also used to eat
canned cat food, but now eats only Iams or Science Diet dry (good taste!).
He will also lick the gravy from 9-Lives chicken and liver, but he won't
eat it.  Too much vaseline, just as too much Femalt, will give the cat
loose stools (which isn't very desireable), but it won't do any real harm.
My vet showed my an easy way to give Honey some Femalt...easy for him, but
for me...well, I shed quite a bit of skin and blood before giving up.  Any
ideas??

Mary

   Some of our cats don't care for Femalt etc.   Take the stuff and spread
it on the back of the cat's front paws.  He'll lick it off to clean himself.

***BEWARE***  Make sure you spread it thin enough.  If you leave large globs
on the paw, the *first* thing they will do is shake their paws and fling
the stuff off on the most difficult thing to clean (she says grimacing,
remembering how *fun* it was to get the stuff off the upholstery of the couch).
Or do it in the bathroom and don't let him out till his paws are clean. 
Since this is done only once a week when you are in preventative mode, this
should be too traumatic.

tlh

Gee, I have Femalt all over my couch (and carpet), too.  He used to love
it, and couldn't get enough of it, but now he just hates it.  I'll try the
thin layer in the bathroom method.  Thanks for the hint.  Poor Honey had
always suffered with hair balls and I'd do just about anything to help
him.  Here's something I tried once...I made a Femalt sandwich by spreading
a little bit of the stuff between two Pounces (his favorite!).  I left the
sandwich on the floor with several other Pounces and returned to find all
the Pounces eaten and a glop of Femalt spread all over the kitchen floor.
I don't know how he did it, but he managed!!  Incredible...

Mary

Re .15:

A rather funny thing _I_ saw was a "kitty" who ate his first ice cream.
However, this kitty was a half-grown Bengal tiger I was making friends
with on a photo shoot years ago (I wonder whatever _did_ happen to Warren?).
He rather liked the flavor, but couldn't _stand_ the cold.

Polished off a quart, as I recall.

Very wellOP
-behaved little tiger, at that.

Steve Kallis, Jr.

   I almost forgot...

   Gandalf loves ice cubes!  He begs for them.  (I'm not relly sure whether
this should go in a note about food or a note about toys.  When we give them
to him, we usually put them in his water bowl.  He then sits and stares at
it while it melts, every once in a while putting a paw in the water to make
it move.)

tlh

Izzy will play with ice cubes while they are still in your drink.
If you put an iced drink down on thew coffee table, he will jump
up there, peer into the glass, then reach in and bat the cubes
around.  If he manages to scoop one out, he carries it away and
plays with it on the floor.

He will also swipe the straw out of your drink and take it away
to play with.  If you put down a pen he will will do the same
to that.

samuri has a strange affinity to Ben-Gay. i have to beat him away from it
when i put it on. i don't think he'd stop eating it otherwise.

strange kitten.

bob

Sammy loves chewing on nail files.  As soon as he hears me filing my nails
he coming running.  He'll sit and wait till I'm done I rub the file on his
nose, and WHAM, he grabs it and is off 

I also caught him once with the end of a straw in his mouth, the other
end of the straw was in a mcdonalds coke cup (maybe I should have named
him herb)

/robin

   Nazzie loves hand lotion.  If I put some on my hands and he knows about
it, he'll lick my hands till they are raw if I don't stop him.  I took a
look at the ingredients.  I think he's attracted to the lanolin.

                                      
tlh

Re: .24
	Our baby tiger likes ice cream, too.  Modesty Blaise will jump up on 
one of her people's lap on a hot day and start eating from that person's bowl
until she gets a bowl of her own.  Of course, Modesty is just a little calico
kitty who THINK she's a tiger.  

	I hope she has some recipes in mind for the neighbor's horse.  That's 
an awful lot of meat for one small kitty when she finishes stalking it and
goes for the kill.

	She thinks she's a person, too.  She likes waffles for breakfast,
but just the crunchy corners.  She likes asparagus, broccoli, french fries,
corn, corn muffins, and chop suey.  In fact, just about any human food that 
doesn't involve chocolate, carrots, or tomatoes meets with her approval.  
(REAL cats don't eat lasagne.)  The best kitty food, however, comes in those
little can marked "GEISHA TUNA."

I guess this comes under the heading of "strange appetites":  one of my
cats has recently developed a taste for plastic bags.  He loves to lick
them!  (Fortunately, he doesn't try to chew and eat them.)  If we come
home from shopping and the merchandise has been put in a plastic bag,
Jasper will come over and start licking the bag as soon as we put it
down.  It's so weird.  I've never had a cat do this before.  He's really
become enamored of plastic bags within the past couple of weeks.  I'm
wondering whether there's some essential nutrient he's not getting that
is supplied in plastic?  :-)

							-- Nina

Nina,
	I wouldn't let your cat get too used to licking those plastic bags.
My wife made that mistake and now it isn't that unusual to find our cat has
regurgitate it's meal of plastic after having discovered a low hanging plastic
trash bag, shopping bag, etc.  Though he may not be eating them now, it probably
won't be too long before he does...

-Andy

    
    Claudius is fond of spaghetti sauce, avocados, dry red wines, and
    just about any cheese, though he adores Brie.  Many an evening of
    wine and cheese was interrupted by a furry arm reaching up from
    under the coffee table and snagging the brie from the cheese board.
    He and his brother Caedmon-cat will all but kill for shrimp. 
    Claudius green peas - frozen - and other green edible things.
    
    Alison
    

    Watch out, next Claudius will be after the Volvo!

    .35:
    
    What Volvo?
    
    

RE: < Note 190.33 by WARLRD::NOTES_TEST "Andy Mitcham, Atlanta, GA" >

We keep a close eye on him when there are plastic bags around.  And
when we're not home, we make sure there are no bags that he can reach.
I don't plan to let him actually eat any plastic...

						-- Nina

    Malcolm likes to like the edges of magazines. Since the ones he
    can get at most frequently are _Cat Fancy_ and _Cats_ there
    is a certain irony in my being unable to get the edges apart.
    
    							.wIx.
     

    Winston likes anything and everything.  When I am in the kitchen
    cooking, he sits under the cutting board so that he can be right
    there if anything should happen to fall his way.  I have seen him
    eat celery, onions, carrots, anything that vaguely resembles tomatoes
    and all other veggies.  Another favorite of his is melon.  So far
    he likes all types.  In response to the comment "Real cats don't
    eat lasagne" Winston begs to differ.  Lasagne ranks up there with
    Eggplant Parmesan and Spaghetti with Italian sausage.
    
    Monroe is a cats cat.  He loves his C/D and his Bonkers and Pounce.
    He will ask for other things but not eat them.  The only other thing
    I have every seen him eat is any type of insect.  He will stalk
    a spider for hours. Monroe is the only cat I have ever had that
    had absolutely no interest in tuna.  None of our cats can have tuna
    to eat because of health problems, but the others gather around
    when I'm preparing it and voice their opinion about the situation.
    Not Monroe.  He turns up his nose and leaves.
    
    Jesse has a fetish for anything crunchy.  He will take the food
    into his mouth and bite down hard to make the loudest noise possible.
    He seems to delight in the sound.  Among the crunchies that he
    enjoys... tortilla chips, celery, potato chips, crackers, carrots.
    Once at a party at our house, I kept reminding my friends and relatives
    not to feed Jesse any chips ( I would hear that crunching noise
    that only he could make and look up to find him blissfully chomping
    on a chip).  They kept protesting that they were not feeding him.
    I happened to glance over at the right instance and saw him gracefully
    snatch a tortilla chip out of the bowl on the coffee table while
    looking in the other direction!  It was quite a shock to me that
    he was supporting his own habit.
    
    Jo Ann
    
    

    Being Siamese, well...
    
    Munchkin loves anything with tomato sauce, including "Bloody Marys",
    butterscotch pudding, chicken, shrimp, scallops, Chinese food (he
    slurps up the noodles one at a time).  We gave him langustinos once,
    and he looked at us as if to say, "Excuse me, are you crazy?".
    
    Mutu talks to hams and turkeys.  Ham seems to be her favorite food.
    If it's in the house, she will go to the refrigerator and stand
    up and ask for some.  She is more of a cat in her taste for food,
    but loves bones - she tries to bury them in the house.  One Christmas,
    when we were with my in-laws, we had a goose for Christmas dinner.
    My mother-in-law carefully wrapped all the bones up in at least
    three layers of saran, aluminum foil, etc., and put them in the
    trash can in the kitchen.  Around 2 a.m., Mutu had spread the bones
    all over the kitchen.
    
    One of their daughters, who lives with my in-laws, drinks a half
    a glass of orange juice every morning!  My brother's late kitty
    loved melon, especially cantaloupe!
    
    Gourmet-city!
    

	Josh was  busy  inhaling  Doritos  (nacho cheese, of course) the
    other night.

    I had one years ago who would eat anything I would eat.  I love
    to sit in front of the TV and peel grapefruit, like an orange, and
    then take the sections and peel the membrane off and eat them, Babycat
    loved to sit right beside me and share in the treat.  She was also
    very frightened of fresh Trout, and frogs legs, when my neighbor
    shared his catch one day, until she saw me cook them up and eat
    them.................. then she was more than willing to share.
    She ran and hid from them at first, wonder why???
    
    M-L

    When I was a kid, my father used to go deep-sea fishing with the
    man across the street.  Usually they caught things like flounder,
    filleted them on the boat, and brought home tubs of fillets, but
    one time the other fellow caught a BIG tuna.  Little tunas they
    usually sold on the dock (boy, if I knew how GOOD fresh tuna is
    then, I would have angled to have them bring them home), but this
    was a potential record fish, so they kept it in order to take it
    wherever you went to have it weighed for the record (turned out
    it was not a record anyhow).  So they brought it home, laying
    diagonally across the back of my dad's station wagon next to the
    usual tub of fillets, with the tail curled over because it wouldn't
    fit.  The other fellow laid it out on his driveway and got out his
    little trout-fishing rod and creel and net and put them on the big
    fish for photos.  Meanwhile, their littlest daughter (five or six
    years younger than I was) went and located their fixed tomcat,
    Meatball, a large black and white double-pawed tom who was well-known
    as a great catcher of sparrows (wore a belled collar; the lady didn't
    like him bringing them home as "presents", especially if he got
    inside with one).  Meatball was TERRIFIED!  I don't know what he
    thought the big fish was, but he certainly didn't think it was edible.
    He disappeared FAST!
    
    I don't know what ended up happening to the meat from the big fish,
    either...I don't think Meatball got any.  I don't think I got any
    either.     
    

    Idris really loves tomatoe soup, but Ifor prefers mushroom soup.
    But, Ifor's realy favourite is cheese spread, he'd even kill for
    it.  It's impossible to sit down in our house and eat cheese spread,
    'cos Ifor jumps up behind you and tries to grab it just as you're
    putting it into your mouth.
    
    Seems like Ifor is also developing a taste for mice.  He brought
    one in last night.  It was alive, and unharmed, though it was obviously
    suffering from shock.  We put him in a margerine tub with shredded
    paper and hamster food, then left him in the garage.  When I got
    up this morning, he had obviously recovered and had left.  I just
    hope Ifor doesn't go into the garage and catch him again.
    
    

    Last weekend, Karamaneh (sealpoint) tried French Fries.  She _loves_
    them!
    
    Stewve Kallis, Jr.
    

In addition to liking plastic bags (see reply .32), Jasper also likes the
following:

	popcorn (plain or salted & buttered)
	red licorice (e.g. "Twizzlers")
	mushrooms from a mushroom pizza

I once had a cat who liked rice, but Jasper has all my previous cats beat
as far as liking strange (for cats) food is concerned...

							-- Nina

        I had a strange, but affectionate 18 pound black tom named
    Mittens. He had this obsession with stuffed green olives. When
    company came and munchies were put out (if there was green olives
    that is). He'd hide (he thought) under the coffee table and every
    so oftan a furry arm would snatch an olive from the dish. He'd
    eat the olive but spit out the pimento. Mittens also loved cheezits
    and anything with Italian tomato sauce on it, pizza was another
    favorite. Whenever I'de try lifting a piece of pizza to my mouth,
    mittens would try batting it out of my hand. He also *loved* beer,
    and the line had to be drawn after a couple of tablespoons full.
    Another thing he loved to play with, then devour, was hot dogs!
    
    Ray

    We have discovered that Souche (all black manx and possible siamese)
    loves fruit.  My son will peal an orange and she sits there waiting
    for her share, which he gives her.  Also, try eating an apple with
    her in the house.  Forget it!  She'll practically steal it out of
    your mouth, or try to bat it out of your hand.  Bananas don't make
    it, but grapes are fun to roll around on the floor.  We have also
    found she likes the usual other "strange" foods for cats, i.e.,
    ice cream, spaghetti, chicken from YOUR plate and beef.  I'll have
    to check out the veggies.

    I left a bunch of apple peelings in the compost bin on the kitchen
    counter late last night (was up late preparing food for the New
    Year's Eve dinner, which got moved to OUR house...) because it was
    late, snowing, and I was too tired to take them outside.  This morning,
    Nebula had carried them all over the place!  I don't know if she
    actually ate any, though (she is too smart to get CAUGHT on the
    kitcehn counter; she knows she isn't supposed to be there).  Luckily,
    today is the day the housekeeper comes (in case I missed any).

    Has anyone mentioned powdered sugar donuts?  I brought some home one 
    day (unsuspecting me) and put them on the dining room table, where cats
    are NOT allowed.  I forgot to put them away, and left for a little
    while.  When I came back the bag had been chewed through, and they
    were all over the floor.  I found Deborah, a long-haired usually
    black cat, covered with powdered sugar, and very happy.
    
                    Carol

    The other night, I was watching television in the living room, seated
    in a pseudo-lotus position on the floor.  My wife brought me in
    a dish with a piece of (St. Louis style) cheesecake, covered with whipped
    cream.  As I started to eat it, Merlin stoof on his hind legs in
    a sort of "extended crouch" so that he could sniff it, whiskers
    out.  I let him, then started once more to eat it.  Again, that
    half-crouch.  So, I ate all the whipped cream off the cake (I eat
    things separately), and he was _still_ interested.  Then, I ate
    most of the cake, leaving a few scraps just to see.
    
    The little so-and-so likes it!   [St. Louis style is lighter than
    New York style, and has a hint of lemon in it.]  The expressions
    on my wife's face were such that I wished I'd had an available-light
    camera handy.
    
    Steve Kallis, Jr.

    
    Well, my "adopted" cat ... Corby ... loves  Twinkies!  (Mostly 
    just the cream filling tho...altho sometimes he'll eat the cake,
    too!)
    
    My daughters cat ...Sundae... loves ice cream. 
    
    Oh, yea...Corby likes a certain perfumed body cream I use now 
    and then on my elbows...he'll come up and lick it off.  I don't
    let him ... I make him stop as I'm not sure it would exactly be
    good for him.  :^)