I try my best but I struggle to fight the powers of consumerism.
I fear I am too weak to stop thinking about all the little trinkets of cats dressed up. I fumbled the bag not
getting a brush shaped like a cat in a shark suit (shown below), the memory of self restraint plagues my nights.
I am also losing my mind tyring to find these little guys as blind box hippers, sigh my life is so hard. I will say typing this all out AND having to write the alt text for the images describing them makes me feel...a little silly.
