Cat Prowler

February is easily the worst month of the year. The dog days of winter and nba basketball, seldom sun, and only the beginnings of baseball. I had one of my most uninspired months in a long time. While I still got out plenty, inspiration for creative endeavors was entirely lacking. I did what any reasonable person would, I stepped back and waited for the rousing. Signs point towards the funk being back.  Meanwhile, Stella is busy scoping joints for thieving.

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