Marla taped a pizza box to her living room wall, declaring it “art.” Her cat, Sir Whiskers, stared like she’d just suggested replacing his litter with glitter. “This is a masterpiece,” Marla hissed, slapping hot glue onto a collection of mismatched items: a plastic spoon, a sock, and a half-eaten crayon. Sir Whiskers yawned, then batted the crayon into a potted fern.
“No! My avant-garde!” Marla scrambled, but the cat had other ideas. He leaped onto the pizza box, sending a cascade of craft supplies crashing. A glue stick rolled into the couch, a feather duster tangled in the curtains, and the crayon—now a smudge of red on the rug—looked suspiciously like a tiny heart.
She sighed, then grinned. “Okay, Sir Whiskers. You win.” Marla grabbed a marker and drew a mustache on the cat’s portrait in the box. The resulting mess? A chaotic collage of glue, fur, and existential dread. She titled it “The Unlikely Muse” and posted it online. By morning, it had 10K likes. “Maybe chaos is the new black,” she muttered, as Sir Whiskers knocked over a stack of paint cans with a satisfied meow.
