They came right over and gave the new gourmet kibble a try, but then they walked off, not liking it any better than the cheap grocery store stuff. The no grain, chicken meal, sweet potatoes, peas, chicory root, tomatoes, blueberries and raspberries, along with the venison and smoked salmon, of course, just didn't cut the mustard.
So a new cat food for the girls, they start tomorrow. This delectable mixture consists of venison and smoked salmon. I pointed out to the saleswoman that my cats could not read and would not know a deer if they met one and nor a salmon for that matter. This is a "Rocky Mountain Feline Formula" and we live on the Atlantic coast, so it's a bit far away. So I read the label, and it's from Montana. Are there really salmon in Montana? So what is this? Are the cats getting the smoked heads and tails? And what about this venison? Is it road kill? Do you think the girls will like it?
I went home to do a bit a painting before leaving very early this morning to get back to work. So in this minuscule ell shaped hallway there are five portals, three of which have doors. This makes for a lot of picky painting. It's finished except for the touch ups, and then I'll get onto painting the floor, carefully, because to do so will block the way to the facilities. This will require some thought. But I am ahead of the game, I know my type. This is a excellent website. Wait a bit before you type in your name - any name will do. http://www.pentagram.com/what-type-are-you/
The brightest days are the coldest days, so whatever would have possessed any ground hog to rouse from her slumbers? She certainly saw her shadow, so spring is six more weeks away, which brings it to mid March. I wait with anticipation and meanwhile delve into the seed catalogues.
