a lesson in procrastination

Not long ago, I promised a friend a set of these cards. They were made but never actually mailed. Instead, they just sat in my desk for well over two months, waiting for the day Dana would drop them off at the post office.

Last week we had an exterminator come and wreak havoc on our German cockroach infestation (no really, you kids ever seen Creepshow?)-as well as our belongings. The cards, covered with a thick, toxic film of god-knows-what, were not ruined but definitely unfit to send out. If I had just mailed the stationary in the first place. . .

So here is the tile I am mailing in leau of scat cat greeting cards. I hope it is sufficient enough. I mean, I think it would fit nicely in the kitchen or hall of a home, don't you?