Hope everyone is having a good Caturday. Squeaky Squeakums, and her demon buddy Magnus Maximus wish you a day full of love.
If you want to buy my comic, titled The Temptation of Squeaky, you can now purchase a copy from my new Etsy store. One item already sold out, one item already restocked, and new items will be added. Any sales will help me out during this pandemic.
Even though most of the U.S. is in quarantine, we can still celebrate the arrival of Spring. In our own ways – or least try to. Yesterday was May Day, also known as Beltane.
Squeaky Squeakums and her demon buddy Magnus Maximus did a little Caturday dance around the maypole.
If you liked what you saw, you can order my comic ‘The Temptation of Squeaky‘ through my reopened Etsy shop. Already sold out of a few items, but will restock soon. All proceeds will go towards paying my bills.
Although I never promoted my account, I’m on Patron. All donations would be greatly appreciated at this time. Check back because I plan to update my Patron account very soon.
Pretty late into this Saturday, but fear not. Here’s the Caturday sketch of the week. Featuring Squeaky Squeakums and her demon buddy Maximus.
Speaking of which. If you’re interested in purchasing one of my comics, you can send me $4.00 to Venmo, @Witchipoo, or buy from my new Etsy shop. All proceeds go to me paying my bills. Thanks in advance.
Happy Caturday everyone. This week, the demon Magnus Maximus gives Squeaky Squeakums a few occult lessons. Based on the comic The Temptation of Squeaky, written and drawn by Michele Witchipoo, on WitchesBrewPress.
You can order your own copy via PayPal for $4.00: firstname.lastname@example.org. Another option is Vemno: @Witchipoo, also $4.00. ($3.00 + $1.00 S&H)
It’s been a while since I sketched my two characters, Squeaky Squeakums and Magnus Maximus. Squeaky was based on my real life cat, who passed away last year, June 2019. Spring of 2019, I released a comic titled ‘The Temptation of Squeaky.’ Which is basically about a housecat who befriends a demon in order to get more food. Which a cat would do, of course. The comic is still available. You can order issue one via PayPal (email: email@example.com) or Vemno (@Witchipoo), total $4.00 ($3.00 + $1.00 S&H)
Meanwhile, enjoy my first Caturday sketch of 2020. Where Squeaky pleads Magnus for a piece of his hot dog. Not even demons can enjoy a frank in peace.
Squeaky Squeakums, star of my latest comic is honoring Black Cat Appreciation Day. (August 18th) She got her demon buddy Magnus Maximus to round up a few of her black kitty sisters.
Black cats are awesome indeed. Despite their beauty, black and tuxedo cats have a hard time finding forever homes. ‘Tis a shame. I’ve personally found black and tuxedo cats to be quite smart. The real life Squeaky (who passed away a few months ago) was clever – especially when it came to food. So go down to your local shelter and adopt a black or tuxedo cat of your own today.
Squeaky was also the real life muse behind my latest comic. Available for order.
Squeaky Squeakums and Magnus Maximus share a tender moment together under the serious moonlight.
You can always buy the comic “The Temptation of Squeaky”, written and drawn by Michele Witchipoo, available on WitchesBrewPress. Issue one is ready for order right now. The cost is $4.00, or $3.00 plus $1.00 for S&H. It’s $3.00 if buying in person. Just send an email to: Witchipoo@witchesbrewpress.net for details.
Not everyone cares for fireworks. Family pets like cats, dogs and other animals get easily frightened by loud commotions. Squeaky Squeakums decided to do something about it. She enlisted the help of her demon buddy, Magnus Maximus to put a stop to those pesky fireworks during the Fourth of July.
If you haven’t blown off your fingers, perhaps you should buy a copy of ‘The Temptation of Squeaky’, written and drawn by Michele Witchipoo, on WitchesBrewPress.
By now I should’ve posted the Psycho Bunny sketch of The Week. Unfortunately, something tragic happened over the past weekend.
On Sunday, June 16, 2019, between 2:30-2:35pm, my cat Squeaky, who I based my latest comic The Temptation of Squeaky dropped her body. Our guess being she was around 19 years old in cat years.
Supposedly Squeaky was born in Salem, Massachusetts, then brought to The Bronx, New York. Her first human ended up moving back to Massachusetts, abandoning Squeaky in the process. A former friend took her in. At the time he was also bouncing around from home to home until he met his partner. Those two ended up adopting more cats, dogs, and reptiles. By the time we took Squeaky in, the two humans ended up with ten cats. Squeaky got lost in the shuffle. She spent the majority of her time hiding behind the apartment radiator.
The final straw was when the human decided to bring in a cat of the Turkish Van breed. The kitten would bully her, giving the red light for the other cats to gang up on her. Squeaky couldn’t eat or use the litter box without being beat up by the other felines. In desperation, Squeaky dug a hole in the couch to do her business. That was the final straw for the human’s partner. A few days later, I received a call from this human, asking if I could take Squeaky in. The other option was to bring Squeaky to an animal shelter. Instinctively I knew if Squeaky was dropped off at a shelter, she was going to die. When Squeaky came to live with us, we were told she was six.
The vet guessed she was between six and eight in cat years.
Squeaky turned out to be not only extremely smart, but also affectionate. She was loyal, unless someone else had dinner scraps. During her ten years living with us, she became your TV buddy, a muse, a Joy Division fan (one time I played the Closer album. She curled around the speakers, closed her eyes in contentment, and purred as the music played. No lie.), a U.S. Presidental candidate, mouse exterminator, an art supply thief (she was also once accused of stealing my King Crimson CD. The CD was discovered in a pile of stashed drawing pens) and a member of The Church of The Subgenius. Someone outright offered to pay for Squeaky’s Subgenius membership. Upon enrollment, she was known as Rev. Squeaky Squeakums. Hail Squeaky!
Her final role was as the basis for my latest comic, The Temptation of Squeaky. At least she lived to see her likeness in print. Now she’s immortalized.
Pet grief is very real. Now that she’s gone, the apartment is unusually quiet. Gone is the constant nagging of food as she followed me around the place. Despite being fed an hour ago. As I walk into my bedroom, there’s no longer a whoosh sound of a cat jumping on the bed to receive constant adoration. Her favorite cardboard shoe box is empty. With Squeaky’s passing, there’s a sad void. Her feline roommate, Netzach Wondercat, aka Nettie has also been mum. Even the turtle MeeShee Gamera has been affected. With Squeaky gone, there’s been a void.
In her honor, I will continue doing the Squeaky comic. It’ll just have a different ending. Wrapping up this tribute post, I’ve included a sketch of Squeaky with her demon buddy Maximus walking off into the woods, perhaps the afterlife.
Check back for future posts, including reviews of Cradle Con 2019 & IncrediCon 2019. Killing Joke live in concert. Also reports about It Came From The Radio podcast/The Grindhouse Radio interview. Next week we’ll return with the latest Psycho Bunny sketch of the week.