Let the cats eat the salmon patties and you order a pizza....with anchovies!

They always know when I'm opening a can of tuna. Even when my two spoiled cats are snoozing at the opposite end of the house, the dishwasher is running and TV is on, they know. Supersonic hearing? Tuna radar? They never come running when I open other cans, just tuna. Its one of the great unsolved mysteries of the world.

The funny thing about these cats is, they don't like any other people food. I can leave a plate full of anything (except tuna) on the FLOOR, and they won't go near it. I was celebrating, the other day, when I got Sophie to eat some cooked chicken.

And, they prefer albacore, but will grudgingly accept regular tuna. But I can tell they are disappointed.

touch canned tuna made for cats. Oh noes, it's gotta be tuna for humans, my tuna! I try to trick them with a bowl of just the juices, but they're too smart to fall for that ploy. I have to fight them off my tuna salad sammiches.