This is Dude:
Dude does not fancy unicorn culture. I’m pretty sure he is plotting revenge in this picture.
This is Molly:
Molly also does not fancy unicorn culture, but she was a better sport than Dude.
This is the package the horn came in:
On the package, it states, “Cats Love It.” Based on fairly extensive research, I’ve deemed this claim false. The cat on the package seems to like it okay, but my cats would probably consider Inflatable Unicorn Horn Fun Day one of the worst experiences in their lives.
Despite their strong disdain for unicorn paraphernalia, the cricket scattered about our living room, or unexpected vomit surprise on the really hard to clean throw pillows, Dude and Molly are pretty amazing cats. They awakened within me a strong love for the feline species and converted me into a devout cat person. These two fluffy critters started life with me as easy-to-care-for pets, but have transitioned into fairly codependent roommates. I’m aware this is probably my fault.
Exhibit A: This is why it is often necessary for Dude to “sleep” in another room.
I think my cats are fantastic (not so much at 4:30 a.m., but definitely during normal wake time hours). They have inspired a new Paint drawing series I’m calling “No School for Cats.” It’s basically illustrated reasons why cats should not be allowed in school. I’m also slightly influenced by my career as a teacher and my persistent regard for my cats as human beings. I have often pondered what they would be like in school. The longer I ponder, the more I realize sending my cats to school would probably be a terrible, terrible idea. If my cats can’t be pleasant and cooperative on Inflatable Unicorn Horn Fun Day, they definitely have no business in school.
Disclaimer: This art blog will not just be about cats. I’ll include some weird things like this too:
Stay tuned!