When I was a child our cats were given boiled fish scraps and once or twice a week, or whenever they nicked it, cooked dog meat, which in those days usually meant beef that had been declared unfit for human consumption. They all lived to ripe old ages on this diet.
So did my first cat after I moved from home, but the present price of fish means that our present cat gets tinned cat food and dried food, plus the occasional tin of tuna and some raw mince whenever we are having anything made with mince.
He tops whatever is served off with the occasional mouse or two, and polishes off a saucer of cream while I drink my first cup of coffee of the day.
SNP and Greens end coalition deal