I was initially apprehensive when our cats became zombies, but it’s not really all that bad.

I mean, yes, we do have to buy a special brain-formula cat food from the vet, which is a little more expensive than regular cat food, but no more than the weight-reducing formula we were buying previously.

And yes, there are a few more blood stains to clean up around the house.

But, along with the mindless compulsion to eat brains, there has also been a definite reduction in the number of hairballs they’ve spit up recently.

Also, the coating of brains and viscera has made their coats really glossy and thick.

And the fact that they seem to be limited to a soul-deadening craving for feline brains is also a benefit. They’ve totally stopped begging for human food. Being able to eat chicken in peace is a real treat.

All in all, we’ve decided to look at this as a plus. It is a heck of a conversation piece at parties.

However, we are trying to be a bit more vigilant to ensure that they remain indoor cats. I don’t think our relations with our neighbours could handle that development.

And the meows are a little creepy…

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