• sp3ctr4l@lemmy.zip
    602·
    6 months ago

    That looks to be an immense amount of food for a cat that size, but maybe I am getting the perspective wrong?

    • ZombiFrancis@sh.itjust.works
      30·
      6 months ago

      Judging by the size of thumb and depth of bowl, that is easily just one can of food.

      Maybe a 5 or 5.5oz can, but a lot of cat food comes in 3oz cans too. Some have you add water which can add to the bulk of food.

      So with perspective and me trying to remember my misguided private sector years in pet food retail… that may not be an immense amount of food for a cat, especially a younger more active cat.

      • CaptDust@sh.itjust.works
        4·
        6 months ago

        That 5.5oz can is supposed to be a whole day of food give or take, for a full size adult cat. At least that’s what my vet tells me.

        • ZombiFrancis@sh.itjust.works
          6·
          6 months ago

          Very well might be with your standard grocery store canned food, and especially with some of those formulated vet foods. But there’s a lot of those high moisture diets that can grt you there. Especially with raw formulas and kitten formulas.

          And that guy seems like he might still be under a year.

    • jaybone@lemmy.world
      17·
      6 months ago

      I think it’s a perspective thing. That bowl is smaller than it looks, considering the fingers for scale and the bowl is pretty flat. I bet that’s about one small can of wet food.

    • Lost_My_Mind@lemmy.world
      461·
      6 months ago

      No no, humans are meant to eat an entire horse in one sitting. Haven’t you heard the phrase “I’m so hungry I could brutally slaughter a large animal that loves you, and eat it’s corpse”?

        • Gullible@lemmy.world
          181·
          6 months ago

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