my cat morris (female, go figure) is dumb as they come. she's 11. every day, twice a day, since forever, DH takes her bowl into the kitchen, puts the food in, I give her an insulin shot, then DH takes her bowl back to the laundry room where her food and water are kept - and have always been. yet every day she has to follow him, she can't figure out that he's going to the same place as always. like she's never been there before.

("hey where ya goin? can i come? whats in there? whatcha got there? can i see?")

sheez

and i love her to pieces!