Monday Meows

Hark!

Is that?

Herald Angels singing?

Nope, it’s Reginald Angles, no relation.

Really? Really? That’s the punchline you’re going with?

Monday Meows

A short horror story told in pictures.

We open on a cat, intrigued by the NOISE UNDER THE CHAISE

I will hunt it down!

The hell, dude!?

Oh, wait…that’s the spot.

Yeah!

We must never speak of this again.

Monday Meows

I hate his fuzzy orange butt soooo much.

Thought experiment, what if he was twins?

Like this?

Ooh, I want to watch this one from a safe distance.

Ngngngngngngngngngn!

Monday Meows

I’m watching you.

And him.

And them.

You’d better not be watching me.

Don’t look over your shoulder, but that’s what the gargoyle is for.

Monday Meows

Rug riders unite!

I prefer Sofa Surfin’ USA

Rug and roll all the way, baby!

Carpet is better—kitty tower power, my dudes!

Amateurs. The real pros do monkey luge.

Monday Meows

Does anyone else want to taste mah knees?

Mayyyyyyyyyybe?

It’s a TRAP!

Duh.

Monday Meows

Please ignore charging cord, am totally not animatronicat!

Very interesting…but stupid.

Uhhhhhh…

And I am not origamikitty…promise…can someone unbraid my feet?

Monday Meows

Shall we do one more of these to use the last of the uploads?

Sure we can call it the Collage of Arts and Leftovers.

Did somebody say collage?

I never got my degree, how about you guys?

I always feel boxed in by these lefteovers posts

Or is that too much of a blanket statement?

And now I’m really cutting a rug.

STAHP!

Monday Meows

Come closer, come closer, little rabbit…

There are no rabbits here, and if I have to come over there, you are getting SMACKED!

That works for me. Smack him!

I would like to say that violence is never the solution. I really would.

Every time I visit this place it gets a little stranger.

Monday Meows

I think I may have misplaced my back legs.

You do you, man. What’s everybody else up to?

Trying to start a blog on this notebook thingie. But my thinks aren’t printing right…

First, that’s not a notebook, it’s a clipboard. Second…nevermind.

That’s his middle name. Neveramind. Heh, I slay myself.

Somebody should.