Just injecting a little cute into your morning. Or, y'know, whenever you read this thing.

Of note: I didn't use any reference for this drawing. Also, I apparently draw cute in response to sadness, horror, and helplessness. Not to go too into depth, but I went down to visit my 93yr old grandfather, and drew this while I was there. Pa's in great physical shape for his age, but he's clearly going downhill physically. Mentally he seems mostly all right, but he's morbid as hell, and though he doesn't use these words to describe it he knows his quality of life isn't very good.

So! Kitties!