Erika Moen

My dear Clare is once again not turning 44 so I flew out to help her celebrate this not-numerically-accurate birthday! And because I'm not a complete monster, I made her a birthday gift in the form of a portrait of her beloved cats, Sara and Molly. I combed through our archive of texts to harvest bu

Two weeks ago, Tig broke her metatarsal. She did it in the fucking dumbest way possible. I actually did a comic earlier this year about the exact scenario that resulted in this injury-- except instead of rolling off her podium, instead she rolled off a shelf that Matt had installed specifically for

I first wrote this as an Instagram caption, when we brought Tig home on October 6, 2020. Well, we’ve cried at least once a day since we brought this over-confident bit of a thing home. Like idiots, we thought waiting a year to bring home a new cat would be enough time to dull down the grief for Flap

Winter is over when I can turn the external water supply back on 🙌 (If this collection of footage looks completely random to you, you probably live in a climate where your pipes don’t freeze) COVID has completely derailed my life for the last few weeks and honestly it’s been a rough recovery, both