Just a quick doodle comic. It felt great to be drawing again. Can’t wait until I have more time to do so!


Status Update

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Hello current followers and new people who have or will be stumbling across my blog,

Just wanted to let you know that my posting is currently on hiatus, but I intend to return!

When I started this blog, I had not only lots of ideas, but the time to bring them to life. But lately, that time has been otherwise allocated. I decided to go back to school for a second Bachelors (Computer Science this time) and I’m still working a full time job. Which means: no time for comic drawing or blog posts.

I’m stashing away ideas for when time returns though. Hopefully I can throw up some short one-panel doodle comics from time to time, but otherwise, I plan to return post graduation (Current ETA August 2018).

In the meantime, if you were here for the cats, they have an Instagram account now: Monstrous Felines


I find it’s a much more manageable format for my many cat pictures and videos than WordPress or YouTube ever were, so cat-related content will probably be mostly there going forward.

Thank you to everyone whose likes, follows, and comments have brightened my day and made content creation fun! I look forward to returning.


Caliban and a Tissue Box

What is it about my cats and tissue boxes?

Caught this clip while I was having breakfast and thought I’d share it here:

We had placed the toy in the box for Fafnir the night before. Fafnir loves puzzles and pulling things out of boxes. He doesn’t get stuck anymore since he knows how to just stay still back back kick it off his head.

Caliban, however, is new to this. I didn’t even see him start playing with the box. I just heard the crash as he backed into the sliding door and grabbed my camera. I was planning to pull it off his head if he got too panicked trying to figure it out, but turns out he could handle it on his own. : )

Getting Along

This last weekend marked a grand occasion: Grendel and Caliban cuddled.

As stated in past posts: our older black cat didn’t much care for the addition of a younger black cat to the family. She’s never hurt him, but hissing is fairly common. Cal could care less and tends to go about his business as if she’s just being crazy for making such a big deal out of things. They enjoy chasing one another around the apartment from time to time and even play fighting, but they’ve never cuddled.

Surprise struck then on Sunday. Caliban had been napping for a good hour or so with Fafnir on the lazy-boy. Caliban in his usual tight ball and Fafnir sprawling out to fill the rest of the space in his very-dignified manner:


Then after Caliban woke up and realized Nate and I were no longer in the living room, but had moved to the dining room, he got up and trotted in to join us. Grendel was occupying the window perch–which is one of his favorite spots since it gives him a great vantage point of the bird-filled bush below. Instead of sitting on the vast empty expanse to Grendel’s right, he hopped up and squished himself on her left on top of a lamp and some notebooks.

We expected Grendel to wake up and give him a good smack in the head for encroaching, but to our astonishment, after Caliban chirped a few times, Grendel woke up, re-positioned herself to face him, and started grooming him!

Now it’s possible she was well behaved because she was too tired to care, but I’m crossing my fingers that this the beginning of an awesome black cat duo instead. They stayed like that for awhile, though it looked a bit like Cal had been decapitated.