Mom and Dad have recently been calling us “The Fussy Bambinos” instead of “The Furry Bambinos”.
Something about us being too picky at meal time.
We told them that it’s in the Cat Code of Ethics to be as fussy as we wanna be, but they don’t want to hear it. Well, they can just sniff my butt!
Now Mom has created a chart for the kitchen bulletin board to record our likes and dislikes. This is what it looks like:
Mommy started her dopey chart today. I maintain that of The Furry Bambinos, I am the least picky. Meerkat and Padre sometimes turn up their noses at the stinky goodness, but usually not me!
11 thoughts on “Now They’re Calling Us The Fussy Bambinos”
Hehe, that looks like a 5* hotel ! I should do the same with my 5 !
I think your special Food Chart is very cute, and a great idea, too.
Our Food Lady has a sheet like that, too. Only thing is, we aren’t consistent in what we eat, and that drives her nuts. “You’re supposed to like chicken and liver, and Lizzie isn’t supposed to like it. So why did you walk away and why is she eating it??” Heehee, love to keep ’em guessing…
We get fussiness in our household too. Yaffa loves stinky goodness, but Sebastian only likes dry food. So we have to leave out both. Kittys!
Sabrina and Simon …We like all stinky goodness. But there is a fussy one in our home!
Sam … Simon, you are lucky when I don’t like mine because you will eat it!
waowie…a great way to handle you guys:)
hmmm, we may even asking mommy to do the same, hahaha….
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Good luck with that.
I mean, good luck confounding and confusing your MomBean!
Your portrait picture with three in a row, tails all curling in unison, is quite fantastic!
Your treble-feline-ness reminds me of my own three pets… but mine are roborovski hammies… the tiniest, pingiest hammies in the world (none is longer than my thumb, they’re less than a quarter the size of the ordinary hammy from the petshop…)
right ANYhow… o yeah about catfood… here in the UK the leading brand is called Whiskas and it’s well known that any cat or kitten allowed to get acclimatized to that particular brand will NOT eat anything else… so sensible people do not give their kitties Whiskas, not unless they’re willing to fund an expensive lifelong cat heroin habit!
(I’ve heard all mannyer of rumours about what might be the secret ingredient in Whiskas… most probably it is catnip. I once got my friend’s cat, who was the most morose feline I’ve ever met bar none, into a purring frenzy by steeping an ounce of the stuff in boiling water, rapidly cooling it and putting it out in the kitchen. He stuck his head right in the bowl of (thankfully cooled) nip getting herbs all over the place… it was hilarious… The owner, who’d been in hospital with a heart attack couldn’t believe the change in her pet when she returned home (and I never revealed my secret. She just thought the cat really liked me!!)
Love that pic of you guys! Fussy Bambinos…that’s kinda funny.
You are very lucky. Mom says as long as we eat our dry food she does not woory if we turn our nose up at wet food! Excuse me? Doesn’t that sound like “I don’t care” to you?
That’s a very cool chart! We can’t be too fussy, because of Dragonheart’s food allergies. Fortunately, the vishus deer food he has to eat is very yummy, and we both really like it. 🙂