baby Fred loves homemade food

There is one of my poxy cats at least who does appreciate his mommy's efforts in cooking fresh food for him...unlike that other little punk Rasputin who'd rather keep on eating his usual junk such as felix n da likes. Some cats are just born as obligate moaners, ungrateful, deliberately awkward spoilt brats; It's kinda tightly entwined to their DNA. Puput is one of those. He drives me up the walls. I'm madly in love with him but he's a nightmare all the same :-D

Anyroad, since I have been feeding them both with fresh meat n veg, I have noticed a massive, brilliant difference in the condition of their fur. It's pretty impressive.
Sproglet Fred looks a hell of a lot happier too; I have recently caught him on a number of occasions lying on his back with his paws cutely folded, the spitting image of a contented cuddly bear waiting for his rounded belly to be stroked n kissed. Now, I know he only ever takes this posture when he's feeling on top of the world.

Here's what I've been feeding the gluttonous piglets with --meat & veg are steamed at a medium-low temperature to keep da texture tender, also to try n preserve as much vitamins n taurine as poss:

Monday : turkey
tues : fresh salmon
wed : beef
thurs : kidneys (the smell of this is more like a pungent stench--takes at least 3 hrs to evaporate, incense sticks work wonders to fix da prob though. )
friday : tinned macquerel
sat : turkey
tomorrow sunday should be tinned yellowfin tuna then.

They both enjoy a small amount of grated `emmental President' on their plate as well, now and again..

The meat or fish being served with a bit of pureed veggies, sometimes accompanied with a bit of brown rice or brown pasta--which freddy seems very fond of, the whole lot being seasoned with a small amount of `Natex reduced salt savoury spread' (same as Marmite except there is no added salt in it)n a hazelnut-size of unsalted butter (yarkk I can't even stand the sight or smell of that slimey thing hang on pass me da bucket..)or a bit of sunflower oil.
Et voila !! Menu A La Carte s'il vous plait!
Nothing's too good for my dinausors.
Raspuput however still thinks fresh homemade food is beneath him for some reason.
He's being a miserable gitt n if he carries on down that slippery slop I might have to put him back on his crappy pouches. I'd rather not.
I still give them--much less now though, a few jameswellbeloved kibblets, 'seems to cheer him up a bit n keeps him just about not too dissatisfied with his lot, judging by the look on that cheeky pussyface of his.
I suspect he frowns upon any source of carbs n that may be why he is so reluctant to finish his plate... well that should be quickly sorted then.