I have no idea who the genius was who figured out wet cat food belongs in a pouch that just needs to be torn open and squeezed to dispense that gelatinous goo into a (disposable) bowl, but I love him. Love him love him love him. Or her.
Never again will I pop off the top of a cat food can, risk getting that disgusting goo on my hands, then shake that smelly glop out into the dish and chop it up with the edge of the lid again.
And I'm forever indebted to my neighbors, who ask me to cat sit from time to time, for introducing me to this wonderful product (packaging).