thoughts on kibble / pensoj pri manĝaĵo

disclaimer: the following is a long spiel regarding my own opinion on things. please don't be offended by it if you don't agree and please do feel free to share your own opinion, even if contradictory to mine.

averto: la sekva teksto estas longa parolo pri mia propra opinio. bonvolu ne ofendiĝi se vi ne konsentas al ĝi. fakte, bonvolu diri al mi vian opinion eĉ se ĝi estas mala je la mia.

i've been thinking. why do people feed their pets kibble?

kibble is basically astronaut food. seriously, think about it. what is astronaut food? scientifically formulated "food" that is designed to have "everything" you need and pretty much nothing else. it's extremely processed, dry and is made to taste like stuff that hardly resembles what it orignally may have been. what is kibble? the same thing.

to me, feeding your pets kibble is like feeding your children (or yourself) astronaut food. all the time. seriously. would YOU want to live off little pellets that have "everything" you need? would you feed your children that? so why do people feed their beloved four-legged friends that???

because it's "easier" on the wallet? more convenient? because your vet recommended it? in case you didn't know, vets get paid to recommend it and vets are NOT dietitians or nutritionists any more than general practitioners are.

think about it. please.

i'm seriously thinking about making a page on this blog dedicated to raw food for cats and i think i will use the above as the openning to it. i am no expert when it comes to diets or nutrition for cats, of course. the page would just be a place for me to voice my opinions, show how/what i feed my cats and provide links to further information on the topic. it might take me a while to compile everything i'd need for such a page, but i think i'll try.

lastatempe mi pensadas. kial homoj donadas al siaj dormbestoj sekan manĝaĵon?

seka manĝaĵo por bestoj estas kvazaŭ manĝaĵo por kosomonaŭtoj. serioze, pensu pri tio. kio estas manĝaĵo por kosmonaŭtoj? "manĝaĵo" scienco-bazita por enhavi "ĉion", kiun oni bezonas kaj apenaŭ ion ajn alian. ĝi estas multege procedita,sekigita kaj estas dizajnita por gusti simila al la manĝaĵo de kiu ĝi eble devenis sed al kiu ĝi tute ne plu vere rilatas. kio estas seka manĝaĵo por bestoj? la sama aĵo.

miaopinie, donadi al la dormbestoj sekan manĝaĵon estas kvazaŭ donadi al la geinfanoj (aŭ al vi mem) manĝaĵon por kosmonaŭtoj. notu la -ad-n. serioze. ĉu VI volus manĝi ĉiutage malgrandajn sekajn bulojn, kiuj enhavas "ĉion", kiun vi bezonas? ĉu vi donus al la infanoj tion? kial do homoj donadas tion al siaj amataj kvar-piedaj amikoj???

ĉu ĉar tio estas "pli facila"? aŭ pli oportuna? ĉu ĉar la bestkuracisto rekomendis ĝin? parenteze, se i ne jam scias, bestkuracistoj gajnas monon por rekomendi ĝin kaj ili NE estas spertuloj pri nutraĵo same kiel ĝeneralaj doktoroj ne estas.

pensu pri tio, mi petas.

mi serioze pensadas pri fari paĝeton en ĉi tiu blogo pri kurda manĝaĵo por katoj kaj mi pensas, ke mi uzos la supran tekston kiel la komencaĵo. kompreneble, mi ne estas spertulo pri nutraĵo por katoj. la paĝeto simple estus ejo, kie mi povus disdoni miajn opiniojn, montri kiel/kion mi donas al miaj katoj kaj disponigi ligliojn al pluaj informoj pri la afero. eble mi bezonos multe da tempo por kompili ĉion, kio estas necesa por tia paĝeto, sed mi pensas, ke mi provos tion fari.

a rant (feel free to ignore)

i'm really pissed off right now and i feel the need to rant. feel free to ignore this. there won't be any photos or Esperanto in this post.

mi estas ege kolerega nuntempe kaj sentas kvazaŭ mi nepre devas skribi patoson. senhezite ignoru ĉi tiun blogaĵon. mi ne afiŝos fotojn nek tradukon en Esperanton. se vi deziras scii la enhavon, bv kontakti min: noktema @ gmail . com

for the past two months the apartment that we live in has been up for sale by its owner (we are just renting). this means that for the past two months people have been trampling throughout our apartment during open houses and inspections. for the past two months i've had to keep this place as clean as possible and have had to make sure that i was present during every open house or inspection to ensure that the cats didn't get in the way or RUN away when doors have been left open.

saying that this has been a pain in the ass would be an understatement. not only is it physically exhausting, it's been emotionally exhausting as well. as long as the future owner of this apartment is uncertain, our future home is uncertain beyond the extent of our lease (til April 2012) and finding cat-friendly rentals is very hard here. on top of this there has been some "drama" due to us having a second cat when we were only granted permission for one. long story short, we asked for permission to have a second and waited a week for a reply but never got it before we were due to meet Iggy. we fell in love, brought him home and the next day were told we weren't allowed a second cat. we had been successfully hiding him until these open houses. this extra drama is our own fault, of course. meh.

anyway, today there was a major mix-up in the open house time. we were told that it would be at 2pm but it ended up being at 10am at which time i was at the grocery store. i didn't get back until 10:35am to find the apartment doors all wide open................... thankfully both cats were still inside the apartment, but i nearly had a heart attack until i confirmed that Iggy was there. Iggy has a history of escaping through doors......... i feel that it was INCREDIBLY lucky that Iggy had stayed in the apartment.... lucky for EVERYone involved because i sure as hell would have raised hell on earth with the real estate agency had Iggy or Fae escaped because of them.

i am sick and tired of all this real estate crap. i'd rather find a new place to live right now than continue to deal with this open house/inspection crap for god knows how long until the place sells, but we can't due to our lease. i am fed up with the real estate everything in Brisbane/Australia. it's very different here from how it is in America.......... i miss America sometimes.

.....ok, i better stop there before i go off in another direction. rest assured that the cats received lots of treats once the real estate agent was gone.