My grandmother's cat needed to be on special food. She hated it. My parents didn't expect her to live long (the cat, not my grandmother -- she'd already died, which is how we ended up with her cat). Dad didn't want Kitty's last meal to be "that awful glop", so Mom would buy sliced turkey from the deli. (Cats eat birds, right?) For every meal. The cat lived another 3 years.