I had a smart cat a few years ago.
Our current cat, although well-loved, is not a smart cat. We have a joke that whatever is happening, our cat is only thinking, “I’m a cat. I’m a cat. I’m a cat. Food.”
Dear Snowball happened to walk by while I was pondering what to draw for the “mindless” prompt, so here we are: an Inktober Ode to Snowball.
I predict we will see alot of brains today. I’m interested to see what else folks come up with.