So on the last day of work some of my curly doodles turned into Marfa. Marfa lives in a little house on the edge of town. She is a little lost in time and space but very kind and caring. Marfa doesn't have many friends and sometimes wonders if her spavined is the reason.

One day Marfa found a cat that fell of a tree in her yard. The cat looked as if it had a concussion. His eyes couldn't focuse and he couldn't meaw. Marfa ran to the house and got him some milk in a bowl, so he could come to terms with the harsh reality and his surroundings. Luis, the cat, though Marfa was a good person and moved into her house.