Petra eats bits of turkey bacon on rare occasion, stringy things (bits of yarn, etc.) and once swallowed a needle.
Loki eats our socks, occasionally will eat the foot out of a pair of tights, likes popcorn, will jump on the counter to lick butter if it’s not covered in the dish, and used to eat (TMI) used condoms. :eek: Ew!
Samurai Cat was a bread fiend. I found this out two days after bringing him home as a tiny kitten when he somehow, possibly by means of teleportation, managed to get up on the table and back off it in the second and a hlf my back was turned. I saw him trotting off to the living room with a roll in his mouth that was bigger than his body.
Not quite as odd, Nijel the Destroyer, former feral feline, still brings home mice and birds, but he keeps the best part for himself - the crunchy heads. He is an efficient killer, so the little headless corpses are entirely intact and often found in his empty food bowl. At least we stopped him from bringing the delicious heads upstairs to eat under the bed in the middle of the night.
You’re not the only one. One of my cats loves licking packing tape. I have to keep my tape guns out of reach or else the I’ll know she’s found them by the telltale “Shhhk! Shhhk! Shhhk!” sound of her licking the sticky side. She’ll try to eat it if it’s hanging loose.
One of our dearly departed cats used to love licking my wife’s pinky finger. Only the pinky, and only hers.
Oh, the same cat that loves sticky tape also loves chewing on plastic phone antennas. We had a cordless phone that had a stubby antenna that she would gladly gnaw on if someone proffered it to her. If no one did, she’d seek it out herself. Needless to say it was usually kept out of he reach.
My Emily feels that it’s her duty to lick out my ice cream bowls. Unless there’s chocolate ice cream – she’s highly offended that I would eat chocolate ice cream.
She also used to be quite the hunter, before she became an indoor-only cat. She single-handedly cleared out all the chipmunks who lived around our place, and I’ve seen her leap up from the porch railing to snag a sparrow out of midair. I’m sure the wildlife population breathed a sigh of relief when she became indoor-only!
Nope, he is the one who looks like your other kitty. He freaking loves anything that is that thin, filmy plastic, so grocery bags, saran wrap, ziploc bags, pad wrappers, etc. are all equally delicious to him. :eek:
For the folks mentioning mint, remember that catnip is a member of the mint family. It’s possible that the same chemical is present in other mints in smaller amounts.
Calico: Corn on the cob, leather tails from fake mice, emory boards which we use to “file” her fangs, leather shoes,
Fat Orange Cat: food from the other’s dish, spider plants, cat hair tumbleweeds, peanut butter cookies, broccoli.
My old cat used to eat green bell peppers (not red or yellow), pizza crusts, broccoli, coca-cola (not flat), Wheaties AND the milk, and the obligatory vermin heads. You know, to steal their power.
Both of my feline minions have become my apartment’s resident lizard killers. They just don’t bat them around, but actually devour the defeated reptile.
Watson is the reason we have to keep all bread items in the 'fridge. He’ll get on top of the plastic bag and do the happy claw dance until there are shreds of plastic and bread everywhere. Then he starts eating.
I also have to be careful grooming him, because as soon as I un-clump the comb, he tries to eat his hair. Tries to eat the comb, too.
My family had a cat named Winston who liked Doritos and pasta. He also loved cheese. He would often jump in your lap while you were eating just to see if what you were putting in your mouth would be something he wanted to partake of.
Pratchett is a pretty adventurous eater, but the one thing he eats that just cracks me up is key lime pie. The really cheap stuff you buy by the slice in a cunning triangular box from the dollar store and eat while it’s still frozen. He’ll smell that stuff from two rooms away, bulldoze onto my lap and insist I give him several generous forkfuls. WITH crust, mind you, he likes to stab the graham cracker crust with his pointy little teeth. He can take or leave the whipped cream part, but he goes apeshit for the lime. He likes to stab potato chips, too, and he has a definite sweet tooth–he loves candy of many different types and is convinced that chocolate would be the ultimate, but we draw the line there–no Theobromas for animals! He’s cool with white chocolate covered pretzels…
Well, our cats are weirdest in what they won’t eat. Except for Wren munching on paper, and Phoebe liking dog kibble, neither one will touch anything but cat food. And it has to be cat food with no fish or seafood in it. It took months to convince them that CANNED cat food was edible - up until then, only kibble would do.
Funny thing - Wren is getting pretty darn fat for such a picky girl! I wonder if there are calories in paystubs?