A week ago, I held out my hands full of puffed brown rice cereal. They LOOKED at them and then looked up at me. I could hear it, I swear: "What is THIS stuff? We've never seen that before! Where's our dry oatmeal? Or the BOSS? Or that yummy shredded cheese? What is THIS crap??"
Even scattered on the ground they merely scratched at it and then walked away in little feathery huffs.
Yesterday, I tossed some puffed brown rice cereal in the goldfish pond for the big honkin' goldfish, who appreciate organic cereals.
Three hens jumped to the retaining wall and PICKED FLOATING cereal off the surface. So I tossed some more cereal on the ground and it was Grand Central Station with all trains coming in to the depot at once.
"Om num num! We love this stuff! Ooooh! Puffed brown rice cereal, greatest thing EVER!"