black cat

How would you like to wake up with this hovering over your bed at 1:13 AM? You're welcome.

The black cat is not a cat at all; rather, it is a spited sloth who morphs into a fearsome cat-blob and roams the countryside from 1:11 to 3:33 AM to exact revenge on those who doubted its athleticism and intellect.

I'm currently catching up on sketches to submit to IFB's Links A La Mode tomorrow while watching Harvey Birdman and eating mac & cheese. Toodles!

(Don't forget to enter my latest giveaway: two 5x7 prints of your choice! See the sidebar for deets.)

P.S. For some reason, the face on this thing reminds me of Stan's sister Shelly from South Park!

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