Remember how in the Aristocats there is that kitten who can paint pictures?
And remember how you always saw that and were totally amazed but like, “Nah, that can only happen in Disney movies,” sort of like everything else that you saw in Disney movies?
Well, prepare to be truly amazed. Because Rick and I have raised a painting prodigy. And she is a cat. And she is not from a Disney movie.
As with most prodigies, Zoe’s talents were evident at a young age. Just look at her impeccable form.
We knew that she was basically the Ryan Lochte of the cat painter world, but it wasn’t until this past weekend that we realized that she was actually more like the Michael Phelps of the cat painter world. Because this past weekend, while we were painting the dining room, she created her own very first painting.
On the kitchen floor.
With her tail.
I’d like to see you do that.
Just look at the graceful arcs and purposeful dashes of her art. She obviously has an eye for contrast and repetition.
I’m calling this one “Smear, Reinterpreted.”
Move over, Mona.
Move over, Leo.
This cat is about to take the art world by storm with her dedication, perseverance, and sleepless nights spent training.