Post by Sam PlusnetPost by HymermutOne of the cleverest marketing ploys ever that, convincing us all that
we needed specialist tinned food for our cats and dogs!
I think Murray Walker had a lot to do with it.
Before that they had what we left over and what they caught, as it
always was in the wild.
Remember white dog crap?
Our cats lived on scraps and sheep's lights (lungs for the higgerunt
amongst us).
I still unforget what it felt like sawing off a chunk of lights ('orrible).
When I was knee high to an anklebiter, every Saturday morning my Mum
used to cook lights for the cats. Disgusting it was too; before he
departed for work my Dad used to walk round with scarf wrapped round his
mouth and nose.
On Saturday morning, the cats used to turn up their collective noses at
the tinned cat food breakfast even before the lights started to cook.
They would be a confounded nuisance, getting under our feet and mewing
very(!) loudly until it was cooked and cool enough to eat.
Can you still buy lights? One local siop still sells tripe (ugh!),
frozen, but I have not seen any lights .
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