Whenever we have spare ribs, we lock the cats out of the room. As a sort of reward, we let them chew the meat scraps and cartilage off of the bones. It’s very popular with the feline set.
Of course Alfred is the first one to grab some bones, with Lorelai close behind.
Freddy especially loves the cartilage bits.
Rory may be the smallest cat in our family, but she’s feisty. She gets her share of the bones.
But possibly the most enthusiastic bone-eater is Izaak.
Look at him go! All that chicken neck practice is clearly paying off.
I should have made a video. He’s making little growling noises as he gnaws.
Angel even tries to join in the rib-gnawing fun.
It’s kind of hard, though, since she only has two teeth left.
So we gave her a corn cob instead.
She was happy with that.
Dashiell wanted to try corn, too. We may have another corn-eater in the house.