feeding fresh meat, fish and eggs..

...to my tomcats is now what I would opt for, for as long as I can just about afford it. Inspired By Louise's (my friend from Dublin) experience, recipes and guidance, plus everything I already know about commercial petfood, there is no way I could carry on stuffing their potty bellies with yet more ready-made crap and still have a clear conscience.
My conscience is quite tainted enough as it is for having to provide them with aaarrrgghh..meat!!--since I'm (almost) vegetarian for ethical reasons ( I still have fish sometimes, shame on me) However, as their mom, I have a duty to feed my carnivorous monsterzz the proper and only way for them to stay healthy and thrive. There's no going away from it. I have one problem with it all though : would a cat, even starving or afflicted with a compulsively voracious insatiable appetite(i-e, bulimic), left to his own devices in the wild eat a cow or a sheep, I don't think so. In fact, the rascals would only go for rodents, insects and little birds. yet, I can't find any of those juicy preys in pouches, never mind in kibblets. It's not like there is any shortage of rats and mice out there for example. Just go to any reputable restaurant's back kitchen where all the slimey gorged bins are, neatly hidden from public view. I know, cuzz I once had a boyfriend, a few years ago whilst living in London, who worked in one of those classy restaurants--as the manager. Indeed he knew all the gory n disgusting stuff that took place in there.. He actually vowed never to eat in any restaurant, no matter how posh, ever again..! By then I knew way too much to try and convince him otherwise, nor would it have crossed me mind.
Anyroad..I was going off on a tangent just then, er.. rright, of course the rats would have to be thoroughly disinfected from the plague aaaiiiee before my dinausors get their paws on these. I do feel sorry for the rats though; I like rats, and mice too, very much so. But what can I do. This is Nature for ya. Both ruthless and motherly. And at the end of the day, these savage beastliezz of mines have to be fed their half-a-ton of meatloaf a day, no matter what. Lest we forget, starving cats have been found to eat their (dead) `owners'(oouughh i hate this word, nobody should `own' any living sentient creature). Now the question remains, in me tortured head that is : was the `owner' dead because the cats decided they hadn't had enough appetising flesh for dinner, or was it really to do with a so-called `natural/accidental death due to old age/stroke/cardiac arrest etc', as the media/papers would have you to believe..? Rather, could it be that the poxy cats actually slaughtered the poor bugger/wench, so frustrated n pissed off were they by not being fed proper meat, eh?