I have often wondered what animals were thinking about. I may have unlocked the secret.
I remember odd things – usually not the important stuff. Definitely not important.
I remember this cartoon poster of a guy sitting on what is called a commode in politer company. He had a far away look in his eyes. The caption read, “Sometimes I sits and thinks and sometimes I just sits.”
I’m pretty sure these animals are thinking about absolutely nothing at all. It happens.