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Bogey loves his kibble. He meows with ecstasy over the wet canned food he gets every morning. And he absolutely adores his kitty treats. He'll even sit up and beg like a dog to receive one.
Unfortunately, Bogey loves everyone else's food, too. If he gets a chance, the dog food bowl will be emptied. Unguarded people food will disappear. He even figured out how to open the refrigerator for random food raids while the peeps were away at work. Thankfully, I now have a new refrigerator he can't open. Bogey is not happy. If cats could curse, my ears would be ringing.
Yesterday I came home to find a brand new bag of doggie dental chewies torn apart and emptied. It had been sitting on the kitchen table. My highly advanced powers of deduction told me Bogey must have knocked it to the floor, then he and Brady (Son's visiting dog and the only creature I know that loves food even more than Bogey) devoured the contents.
Their sweetly scented breath confirmed my suspicions. Since Brady eats only special food due to his history of pancreatitis, I told Son what happened. I haven't received any frantic phone calls yet, so I'm assuming the treats merely made Brady's teeth pearly white, rather than throwing his pancreas into revolt.
I must admit food tends to drive me as much as it does my critters. I love to fantasize about what treat I'll have once I get home from work. Ice cream? Chocolate? Popcorn? Pizza? It's no wonder I'm having more and more difficulty buttoning my pants.
And now it's Fall. The season of decadent eating has begun. Between Halloween candy, pumpkin bread, and Christmas cookies, I'm afraid I may need either a 12-step program or a plus size wardrobe.
I need help. How do you keep a handle on your cravings?
10 comments:
I can't give you any advice, because my cravings handle ME.
However, I CAN defend the poor Bogey. I don't think he knocked those dental chewies onto the floor because he loves food. I think he did it because he was attempting to give a not-so-subtle hint to Brady about Brady's breath, and since Bogey didn't want to hurt Brady's feelings by shouting out "Your breath stinks!" with the dental chewie shove, he joined in and ate a few.
Poor Bogey. He is accused of a crime when he was only trying to help...
LOL re the dental chews. Cravings luckily don't bother us so we don't succumb to anything really. Have a tremendous Thursday.
Best wishes Molly
I love anything I could eat
Edward (& Lily)
So glad Brady was okay! Sorry - I have no snack-avoiding suggestions to offer you. That's why I have trouble buttoning MY pants. :(
My cat has never eaten dog food. Sounds like something my grandchildren would do though!
Ann
Mum and I are forever dieting!! It sucks that everything YUMMERS is bad for us. Mum would like a metabolism pill that would speed hers up a little ... so she can eat pizza and cake and BUTTER and BACON more than what she does.
Tail Wuggles, Rubie xxx
I don't.... I need help. But there's no motivation. 'Scuse me while I get my 2nd bowl office cream!
No help here, Pat. I'm an eater. Just today I went off my gluten-free diet and ate a slice of my daughter's pepperoni stuffed-crust pizza. (I mean really, though . . . stuffed crust!)
Bogey sounds very resourceful. lol My cat Luna isn't as creative, though she did figure out how to open the cabinet to get to the butter dish.
I'm glad you said that about your Bogey because I thought my cat was weird wanting to eat other food. My daughter's dogs LOVE our cat food. And yes, I'm like you... love to eat, especially the treats! Mmmm....
Glad Brady's okay, Pat. And you know, we just won't worry about Bogey's little "accident." They happen to the best of us. My little three-year-old grandson spilled his blue juice all over the kitchen floor yesterday, and Papaw asked, "What do you say when you do something on accident like this, honey?" And my grandbaby very matter-of-factly answered, "Shoot!"
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