Sunday, February 1, 2009


If you are ever cooking pork chops and you decide to leave the back door open to let the smoke out of your unventilated apartment for five your cat. My cat Inspector disappeared for a week and let me tell yah, getting him back was not an easy job.
Luckily he decided not eating for a week sucked his non existent balls
and came crawling back for food a few days ago.
Despite my undying fear of becoming a leathery skinned, medical marijuana smoking cat lady, here are a few quick sketches.


Nate said...

yer kittys on that dust

Anonymous said...

yah Inspector! What adventures do you think he went on when he was gone?

linz said...

I think he got beat up by some kind of puny animal because he's super wimpy. He lets charlie fuck him up all the time.

Gabriel Hunt draws sometimes said...

I can't wait for you to be an old leathery smoking cat lady.

Maybe any day now...hhmmmmm

Troy Zurel said...