The biggest treat for cats right now is paste in a tube, which I like to call kitty crack. It comes in meat and seafood flavors, squeezes out like toothpaste, and cats seem to go wild for it. If somebody has more than one cat, they will quickly be surrounded by the entire feline army when one of these tubular delights is torn open.
If you get to do it before the cats do.
When you buy it, don’t set it down and walk away. You will never see it again. If you think it’s difficult to keep crunchy treats from burglary, or destruction of their pouches or even plastic containers, try holding onto some of this stuff. Fangs and claws can easily render packaging useless, so be prepared to invest in a sturdy, immovable safe hiding place for extra supplies.
Also be prepared for the fact that they may not last long unless you buy in gross. The tubes are normally sold three to a pack, and at a reasonable price if you’re somebody who likes to see your cat at a time unrelated to when you’re awoken by a meowing clawed fur ball in your face at two in the morning.
If you plan to get a cat with the idea that they will sit through prime time television with you, think again. And adjust their fickle little mindsets with a supply of kitty crack, to be used on your timeline, not theirs. It’s certain to bring them running.
Whatever is in this stuff is magical; cats will stand, paw, beg and stretch for a taste, and lap at the tube as if their nine lives depend upon it. They will shuffle for key positions in front of you while you hold the tube for them to feast upon. Some pugilistic scuffles may occur.
Some pet supply retailers offer BOGO deals, because they know how fast it goes out the door and into kitty tummies. Perhaps it was a CEO at one of those chains who came up with this idea. Whoever the inventor is, they came up with a winner for cat owners. You get to see your pets, and they get to party like the dickens.
As the saying goes when it comes to pets, dogs have owners and cats have staff. Now we’re just moving on to outright bribers, dealing in tempting tubes of flavor to appeal to our felines.
Yet we still love their fickle little hearts.
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