I have the world's most spoiled cat. This is not up for debate 😅. She has three bowls, one is filled with her favorite kibble, one fresh water I changed out this morning, and the third was where I had her freshly shredded chicken with broth that I warmed up and made for her breakfast 😋 😁.
Two hours or so after eating her breakfast, she's pacing everywhere, getting confused, crying and starring at her bowls.
My cat is 19, she's blind, she does get a bit confused sometimes. She needs a little guidance. But even I couldn't figure out what she wanted.
It took me 45 minutes of going back and forth with her screaming bloody murder at the top of her lungs at 3AM to figure out that her bowl of chicken was out of broth. What she wanted was more warmed chicken broth.
She had water, kibble, moist chicken. Yet she wanted more broth so she was going to try and burst my ear drums. 😅
The second I made it and put it on her tray, she was a happy 😊 kitty. She drank ALL of it up and then went to hide in her favorite cubby in the closet to curl up and sleep now that she has a full warm belly of broth 🤣.