Not impressed. Not only did my silly-ass boyfriend not tell me that we were out of catfood, or buy some himself, but it's only available through vets, so the boys have been on a diet of sorts this weekend. So I go out, first thing this morning, when I would much rather be sleeping, because my sleeping in seems less important than the cats' eating (this makes me a good person, right?), only to find out that said food costs $50 per 10lb bag. Ouch. So I'm going to see if there are any other options, because I love my cats, but that's a lot of money. This does beat the alternative of them being sick every couple of months, but not by a lot I'm afraid...the cost would be about the same, which is sad.
They're awfully cute though, Mort being twice as big as George, but George can knock Mort over like nothing, and they play with their toys and lick eachother (which Grant finds kind of gross, but I find really cute, hehe) and they both have mutant paws with thumbs on them. So I guess I'll keep buying the hideously expensive vet food. Maybe it's cheaper in the states and I can get mom to bring some up. It's nice to have connections.