My cats may just be weirdos, but here are some of the strange things they like to eat. What about your cats?
–All of the boys are obsessed with Vaseline. Whenever they hear me open the container, they run over and beg for a fingerful of Vaseline. They love it! I let them have some because it helps with hairballs, but ewww.
–Shadow has several strange proclivities. He once ate an avocado, skin and all, and bored his way into a cantelope with his teeth. He also enjoys Thai food and pasta with sauce.
–My father’s cat Daisy loved fruit roll ups. She would lick and lick it until it dissolved.
–This isn’t eating exactly, but Harley likes to lick plastic, like the recycle bin, the handles of my gym bags, etc. I have no idea why, but he will lick it for hours and it makes this scritch-scritch sound that is unnerving.
–Shadow will also eat styrofoam. He will avidly chew on it, which us just hideous to me.
–My dearly departed cat Thomas used to have this gross ear that would build up wax, fungus, bacteria, and other crap that would make it smell to high heaven. For some reason, Achmed loved the ear and would go to town on it, licking it out for hours. Incredibly nasty.
Jalapenos (lucky this was an outdoor cat - hate to think of the state of a kitty-shit box after a diet of chiles), scones (damn thing used to go ape over them) and the plastic ties from bin-bags (with unpleasent results)
Molly won’t eat anything that’s not cat food (except for Jiffy corn muffins), but Sophie will eat anything that’s within reach. This includes pizza, chicken fingers, and dog food (the dog is okay with this). She also drinks from the toilet.
These foam rubbery letters that our kids play with in the bathtub that stick to the sides when they’re wet. The cats have chewed/swallowed every single letter.
Plastic bags and shiny plastic or foil ribbons.
One of them will eat whatever the other has regurgitated. Maybe it’s so their body doesn’t have to work hard at digesting it the second time down.
Rex has been chawing away on the corner of a cardboard box for the last several days. The bits are missing, so I guess he’s eating them.
My parents’ cat eats donuts, meatballs with spaghetti sauce, whole sticks of butter, spicy sausages, mashed potatoes–anything with some kind of grease in it. She also eats grapes and potato chips.
My cat Zoe loves it. She gets almost as excited by Ben Gay as catnip. I have no idea why. (My other cat Bottom is indifferent.) It’s a pain in the rear, because I dont want her to ingest it so I have to ward her off whenever I use it.
My cat’s a carbo freak. Tonight he had some tortilla. He also likes pasta, or a bit of rice. I’ve come home to find the bread, which I generally keep on top of the fridge, on the floor, with the bag all chewed up. As a kitten he’d stalk anyone with popcorn, but now turns his nose up at it.
My dear, departed Ollie would fight you over Cool Whip!
Snowball loves cow. We kept jerky in the bottom drawer of the fridge and now everytime we open that drawer, she’ll come running. Also, I’ve seen this tiny wisp of a cat determinedly tugging a 3 lb, slightly-cooled beef roast toward the kitty bowl.
She also likes lizards; but only the wiggly parts. We routinely find torsos near the potted plants.
Stella is a persian. Stella has no face - looks like she ran into the wall one time too many. Stella eats cat food bags. Cat food- eh not so much. But somehow, every time we buy a new 40 lb bag of cat food, she will eat the bottom corners out of the bag by the next day. I think she was a rat in a past life.
The souls of executed murderers.
Okay, they weren’t souls. They were cockroaches. The cat I had in Houston ate cockroaches. Which I appreciated very much. One day, a friend and I were drinking beer, watchin’ the boobtube, and he noticed how my cat ate roaches. And I said, “What if those are the souls of murderers?” My friend found that to an odd suggestion. Go figure.
Coco, my havana brown, loves creamed corn. She is usualy quite dignified and aloof, but if creamed corn is on the menu she is really insistant that she should have that. She will growl and snarl like its meat. My mother’rs cat likes strawberry yogert. it won’t eat any other people food. Her last cat liked rutabegas and would try to climb on her lap to eat the rutabega out of her mouth. Ick ick ick.
My three cats all eat few vegetables like corn, but one has some really strange tastes. She gots nuts for asparihgus (sp?) and will eat it until she throws up. She also loves coffee, and if you leave your cup unattended she will be there licking it up. She’ll even start licking up the ground coffee beans and sometimes roll around in them. It’s like catnip to her.
My cat Violet likes a bit of Bag Balm and goes nuts for Tums. Both she and Tansy will wrestle me for olives; black olives are preferred over green. They both like raffia but they never really get a chance to eat it because I take it away before the little mutants can do more than nibble.
My old cat Princess loved green olives. Not just because of the taste, but because she could bat it around the house for a half hour before eating it.
My parents’ cat Julia like to eat shrimp pellets. Those little sinking pellets of shrimp you use to feed bottom dwelling aquarium fish. Whenever my dad feeds the fish, he has to give her a couple pellets.
My current cat Brat only eats cat food and for some reason, egg yolks.
