lil pooper

I never call cats by their name. My cat's name is Mack. Mack is named after my friend Mackenzie cause she is the one who found him for me in an alley in South Philly. Anyway I call him lil pooper.

bro

I make a cat and then it tells me the title. This cat yelled bro at me. He's just sitting there wishing he could wear a baseball cap backwards on his head.

murderer!

Cats are murderers. It's weird because they are also soft, snuggly, cute and they purr. My cat once brought a dead mouse to me in the middle of the night and dropped it in my bed. I felt bad for screaming and throwing it out the window because

a cat a day keeps the angst away

I am making a cat a day until May 21 and writing a little bit about it. It will culminate in a pop-up-art-show-happy-hour at my friend Andrea's studio in Philly. A damn CAT FEST! This is orangey. He's lazy and goofy