There’s never been a jail built that could hold me, copper!
Dude, it’s a chair…you can just walk out.
Mine’s a box! Harder to escape than a chair. Did I mention I have a box!
I have the strangest family…
I find that a little nip helps with that.
Graphic nip flashback!*
I’m sooo confused. How did I even get in this lineup?**
More importantly, how does one get out?** (Also, I am no cat—dog)
Sorry, pal, but it’s like the looking glass in here–white rabbits all the way down and no exits.
(Also, not a cat, in case you were wondering—dog)
I are not a cat to. I are Sundog!
*Cat wish-fulfilment art courtesy of Matt Kuchta
**Guest fuzzbutts appearing courtesy of Sled Dog in the City.
