Some days, my little pea brain just doesn’t seem to work well, but maybe it’s also because I spent the whole day writing something for a guest blog and I’m just pooped.
Oops, didn’t mean to use that word.
That ever happen to you? Blank brain, I mean, not pooped…
Never ever say you have a pea brain, Loulou. A cat’s brain is huge!
You are absolutely right and we must never belittle ourselves we kitties but you know how it is with anthros. You have to play it down so they won’t know exactly how smart you are.
Well, I am a cat so my brain is never blank…but…my Mom’s brain is blank EVERY SINGLE DAY mol!!! Love, Cody
Oh, you bad, bad Cody. Just remember what hangs over your head—THE VET AND DRACULA ACTIONS!
After 5-6 hours of talking to random people I often feel ready for a day of complete silent solitude…
Hey, I’m with you. And mama did lots of that in the past so she understands completely. It’s good for the soul. Renewal.
You TOO?!? Well, we went to the beach for drinks with friends that came in. Then back to the apartment for food. They dropped NOTHING! Can you believe it? Not even after the limoncello with the raspberry tarte from Picard. It was delicious, but mama forgot to read the instructions to take the pie OUT of the pan to bake it and it fell apart. A hot mess as they say. So she told everybody it was a British specialty called raspberry scramble. Enough limoncello and people will believe anything, hehheh…..
Oh, that is priceless…Like my mama when HER mama was really young and baked a turkey with the sack of giblets, whatever they are, inside the bird! In those days they were in cloth, thank heaven!
Jan is queen of the pooped brain. Uh, we mean queen of the blank brain. 🙂
Hey, you guys, have some RESPECT! Remember where the butter is breaded, or something like that.
More and more as I get older…
Happens…