this is interesting and ironic considering a cat led us here tonight
Postmortem Predation
A very fancy way of saying, "When you're dead, you're food." Apparently, though, our transition from eating to being eaten varies depending on who is dining and who is being dined upon. A forensic pathologist attending the 1992 American Academy of Forensic Sciences conference in New Orleans related the following story (paraphrased and plagiarized somewhat): "Sometimes, when an individual living alone dies unexpectedly, several days may pass before anyone takes notice. Some of these individuals may own a dog or a cat, which will go unfed. In my experience, a dog may go for several days before finally resorting to eating the owner's body.
"A cat, on the other hand, will only wait a day or two. Just goes to show you which is more loyal. The next time you're falling asleep on the couch with the television on, take a look at your cat. He's not watching you because he's enamored of you; he's checking to see if your chest is still moving." In the final analysis the only difference between you and kibble is most of the time you can get away -- right up until you can't.
Postmortem Predation
A very fancy way of saying, "When you're dead, you're food." Apparently, though, our transition from eating to being eaten varies depending on who is dining and who is being dined upon. A forensic pathologist attending the 1992 American Academy of Forensic Sciences conference in New Orleans related the following story (paraphrased and plagiarized somewhat): "Sometimes, when an individual living alone dies unexpectedly, several days may pass before anyone takes notice. Some of these individuals may own a dog or a cat, which will go unfed. In my experience, a dog may go for several days before finally resorting to eating the owner's body.
"A cat, on the other hand, will only wait a day or two. Just goes to show you which is more loyal. The next time you're falling asleep on the couch with the television on, take a look at your cat. He's not watching you because he's enamored of you; he's checking to see if your chest is still moving." In the final analysis the only difference between you and kibble is most of the time you can get away -- right up until you can't.