Watching barn cats look after kittens taught me a few things about "small cat nutrition". The mother tirelessly hunts to feed her family. She brings them
in the form of birds, mice, gophers and pocket gophers.
I really don't like rodents and I'm not good at catching them, so I fed him the next best thing:
On a cattle ranch, ground beef is readily available.
Three or four times a day, Little Scruffy gobbled up a small hamburger covered in milk. Autumn also loved the hamburger mixture, and had finally given up on trying to eat the little guy. In her eyes, he was no longer a mouse.