Ahem.

This is obviously a reconstruction of a, uhm, cat's ear.  Yeah, that's right, a cat's ear. Definitely a cat's ear. I don't know what you thought it was at first, but I'm telling you this is a big, hairy cat's ear.  For, you know, those times when you want to dress like a pussy.  Cat.  Pussy cat.

What I'm Thankful For (Brought to You by the Letter C)

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! In the spirit of today's homage to massacred Native Americans and gluttony, I bring to you my annual list of things I'm especially thankful for, in no particular order:

1) Crocheted cranberry sauce. Not only is it outstandingly useful but it also has eyeballs! The better to (not really) see you with while you're (not really) eating it!

2) Cupcake cozies. Because my cupcake was getting cold and needed an extra layer of crazy for insulation.

and lastly, 3) Cats in bags. Obviously.

And there it is, everyone! The things I am most thankful for right now; the things that almost thaw my black shriveled raisin of a heart. And if you can bring yourself to take a breather from shoveling turkey down your face-holes for just a minute please feel free to leave a comment as to what you are most thankful for in this most crapft-inspiring of seasons. And then we can all drunkenly point and laugh at you together, thereby continuing to spread the holiday cheer. Yay for Thanksgiving!

Something about a turd and whether or not you can polish it.

I had to stare at this one for a little while, and I can assure you its only a shiny malformed representation of a decapatated cat on a necklace.

Of course.

Even better than the fact that this crafter has made a sweaty amputated cat head pendant, though, is the description:

"Bear caused a small spill today at the candy factory in Animini City. Sweetkins Avenue was flooded with fairy dust and melted milk chocolate, the resulting chaos turned the Animini workers into candies!

They aren't edible, but they look it!"

ETSY: allowing crafters to sell polished brown lumpy items since 2005.

When Cats Say "Fuck You"

You know those stories about cats suffocating babies and throwing up in shoes and biting off the lips of their owners while they're sleeping? Well, I think I know why. And I have photographic evidence.

Looks like cats are back on the menu, boys

Do you long for the uncomfortable sensation that is a cat silently watching you, planning exactly how many minutes after you die to wait before starting to eat your face? Sure, we all do. But how about if you could have all that, without having to change a litter box? Well now you can, thanks to handmade ceramic Katz (tm)! Guaranteed to exude a constant aura of silent murderous contempt at all times or your money back!

Paint Fumes Are Never Wasted In The Company Of A Crafter

As all of my oldest friends can tell you, I love an obscure phrase as much as a toucan likes a good laugh in the afternoon, but let me tell you, this crapft is as fug as a tightrope-walking pony after breakfast. But, you know what they say: You can't tell a midget to hula-hoop in the rain, although truthfully, who would want to.

Chicken sandwich.