The Chow blog on Chowhound reports a trend in “restaurant-style entrées for pets.” The blogger went looking for them, and…
Then I hit major gold with a company called Merrick Pet Care selling doggy turducken in a can that promises to make “even vegetarians reconsider their pledge.” Would that be human vegetarians, hard-core dog vegetarians, or those poor pets that belong to hippies and really don’t want to be vegetarians but are by default? In any case, Merrick also makes reinterpreted classics like Grammy’s Pot Pie and Campfire Trout Feast, all described in high J. Peterman style:
“French Country Café: Whether it’s a corner café on the streets of Paris, a Cottage tucked along the French countryside or a trip up the Eiffel Tower with your significant other, they all spell the romance of France. This savory delight inspired by the many culinary artists from across the pond will have your dog begging for more in a heavy French accent in no time.”
A little warning please, the Pups read this over my shoulder and now they won’t touch their dry food! The Labradoodle is now giving me the stink eye. I told her to watch out or I’ll send her to those Obama brats!
You can turn that stink eye into a look of submissive respect by pulling this link up on your screen when they’re watching, wooabbly: http://www.slate.com/id/2060840/.
My cats get fed the kitty version of Merrick. I do have to say it smells deeeelicious when I open the can. I came across it on my search for non-wheat gluten filled/contaminated food. And, yes, I’m insane when it comes to the furry ones…