When it comes to food, our feline friends are only interested in one thing....MEAT. The following is taken from an article written on this subject.
Sugar and spice and everything nice hold no interest for a cat. Our feline friends are only interested in one thing: meat (except for saving up the energy to catch it by napping, or a round of restorative petting) This is not just because inside every domestic tabby lurks a killer just waiting to catch a bird or torture a mouse, it is also because cats lack the ability to taste sweetness, unlike every other mammal examined to date.
Whether as a result of this dietary choice or the cause of it, all cats—lions, tigers and British longhairs, oh my—lack 247 base pairs of the amino acids that make up the DNA of the Tas1r2 gene. As a result, it does not code for the proper protein, it does not merit the name gene (only pseudogene), and it does not permit cats to taste sweets. "They don't taste sweet the way we do," says Joe Brand, biochemist and associate director at the Monell Chemical Senses Center in Philadelphia. "They're lucky. Cats really have bad teeth as it is."
Ferocious Meat Eater....ROAR!!!
Well, lucky them but WE do love sweets so we are off to the sugar bush tomorrow with the family to delight in some pancakes and maple syrup. We are a family of Maple Syrup worshipers . You can't fool us with the fake stuff. While living in Calgary, Gary would bring his own syrup to our local restaurant for his pancakes because they DID serve the fake stuff. Gary would show up with his syrup-filled flask and take great pride in drowning his pancakes in front of any and all that showed interest.
I'll send you over, once again, to Knatolee's blog to see how the Nectar of the Gods is made and bottled right here in Ontario.http://knatolee.blogspot.com/ I find it all fascinating. She has a fun blog and she is known as The Chicken Whisperer. She also has bee-hives, dogs and most importantly, Cats. You'll love her blog...follow along 'cause she is really funny, too.
It was -7 here today. Isn't that sad? But it didn't stop us from taking 'our boy' to his favorite spot, the local graveyard, to have a run. He loves it there. Look at all the snow. Sad...sad....sad
Spring shouldn't mean bulky sweaters and frozen cheeks.
(I have a question....Does anyone know why pictures would not show up on some of your past posts? I was told that if you put them first up on facebook and then later delete from facebook your pics will also be deleted from your blog. That makes sense but what it you did not delete them from facebook?