to be fair, they did have regular cat food as recently as this morning, but then ate it all and still looked hungry, hanging out by their bowls and staring at me through the patio doors expectantly. since there was no more cat food, i thought "what the hell-- i think i saw one of them eating this stuff before, just on a whim," so, i put some sam's club brand ("high performance," because my dogs are NOTHING except high performing, well-oiled machines of grace and manners) chow into the bowls and then watched as pekka, my black cat, plowed through it. (the other one mysteriously had disappeared, perhaps knowing something was amiss in the universe).
what cracked me up though, was the sound of the cat eating dog food. it sounded much like a dog eating dog food (which shouldn't be surprising: when pekka eats potato chips, it sounds just like me eating potato chips, ha). her poor little cat teeth!
oh well. she can handle it for a couple hours. i'm off to the grocery store shortly. here's an old pic of pekka in (well, you can't tell here so much, but it's red, and was intended for an infant) her most lovely dress (yes, i'm sick, sick, sick):
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