Just the other day I mentioned how I took my cat outside for the first time so that she could eat some grass on a sunny day.
Big mistake, dudes.
For the past few days, it has been a challenge to leave the house because Chiara now sits in front of the door, waiting to be let out to eat her favourite snack. This morning at 5:20am, when it was still dark, I had to turn on the light outside our door so that I could see where she was as a speedily snuck out. She would not allow me to divert her attention elsewhere.
Then I came home and she was super fussy, and it couldn't have been hunger because her dish was still full of food. No. She's hooked on grass. I planted some Chia cat grass for her last week and tonight, as soon as I put the planter's sparse sprouts down on the floor, she proceeded to munch contently. It's nice to know that she enjoys veggies more than her owner.
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