The cat is crying. Or talking to herself. I'm not 100% sure.
I cannot see the cat. The cat's sister is pawing at doors that have been closed for weeks and cannot possibly have a cat behind them.
I am in a position where I cannot get up to find the crying cat without massive effort and having to un-do a lot of the housework-chore-work that I'm in the middle of trying to complete. I holler for the cat to come out and tell me what is wrong. (Unlike the poster known as "Wistaria" who believes she holds conversations with her cats, I know damn well Kili has no idea what I'm saying.)
Eventually Kili comes down the stairs with her favorite felt stuffed-mouse toy in her mouth, still "talking". Looks up at me, yells "MAOW!!!!" - then stomps off (yes, STOMPS) and has a bit of a kibble snack.