This is what lazy gets you

I normally keep a supply of emergency cat food on hand because I neglect to buy more until there is nothing left and the cats are screaming and slashing at me. Normally, I buy one or two packages of frozen cat food goo because it's gross and the cats don't like it but they can't accuse me of not feeding them and they will eventually eat it. The last time I was at the pet store, buying more of their regular food and this frozen goo, an employee literally grabbed my arm and told me "don't buy that one, buy THIS one, this one's better" and stood there until I bought the one he indicated. Of course, once I was in line, I realized he was way older than the other employees, slightly dirty and dressed in a smock, meaning he was maintenance and not a sales employee. The janitor strongarmed me into buying this food.

I realize now he was a zombie that the cats made because these frozen chicken patties are roid-filled crack. I had, again, run out of their regular food and thought I'd feed them these. Normally, they don't like meat or new things so I wasn't worried about having to ease them into it because there was a 100% chance they wouldn't like it. They sure showed me. They devoured it, complained about wanting more and haven't stopped running around and playing and talking up a storm and driving me up a wall. And now they are refusing to eat their regular dry food. They look at me like I'm stupid and keep screaming that they have no food, why don't they have food, what is this dry crap in their food bowl, where is the meat, why isn't the meat here, what have I done with their meat, they want hippie chicken patties NOW!!!

I have no news, I just wanted to mention this in case they Menendez me while I'm sleeping.