I was sitting here minding my own business. Chester walked up and meowed at me. Nothing new there. I ignored him. He meowed louder. I reached down and petted him.
Meow! Meow! Meow!
I picked him up for a quick hug. He doesn't usually like being hugged but I keep hoping. I put him down.
Meow! Meow! Meow!!
'Chester, what do you want?'
MEOW!!!!
Well that certainly got my attention. I went into the kitchen and found the problem. There it was, in his food bowl...only 4 pieces of dry food left. Near as I can figure, he saw the bottom of his bowl for the first time in his life and it panicked him. He thought he was in immediate danger of starving to death. After filling it (to overflowing, I might add) I watched as he ate four bites then promptly went and took a nap. Poor BABY experienced the first hunger pain in his life or at least since he moved in with me. Bad Mommy again! SIGH!![]()
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