Catbrothers
A store run by three cats.
Scroll. The committee will explain everything.
Approved by the committee ↓Three cats run this store.
Tap a cat to see what they've put their name on. Or keep scrolling — they're patient with new people.
The cats approve.
The humans obey.
The humans handle the paperwork, the shipping, and the apologizing. The committee holds final approval. Nothing ships that a cat wouldn't keep.
Three things passed committee.
The humans filed them under duller names. The committee's names stuck. Judge for yourself —

The Sunday
$68The one you reach for when nothing is scheduled and nothing is wrong. Heavyweight Champion blank — hood, kangaroo pocket, no side seams. Patron: Corona, age seven — he's had seven years to develop taste.

The Commission
$199A sitting, not a print run: the house artist takes on your cat personally, and you're in the process — your vision, talked through together, from first sketch to the proof you approve. Then it arrives as a real framed piece, 18″ × 24″, numbered on the back, one of twenty. Patron: Blackjack — he audits every sitting.
How it works: checkout → the committee's intake paperwork arrives by email → the artist reaches out to talk vision → proof in 72 hours → you approve → it ships framed.
Twenty sittings per batch. When the twentieth is taken, the batch closes.
Checkout first — the intake paperwork comes to your email. Proof in 72 hours.

The Nap
$69The house blanket: the committee asleep on velveteen plush, edge to edge. Smooth enough that a claw finds nothing to catch — and the print is dyed in, so it survives the dryer. Patron: Corona — asleep first, then buried under two voids who call it cuddling. He pretends to mind.
The cats prefer cash and check, but dad says people use online payments nowadays.
The Wand
The third thing. A cat wand held to the same standard as everything else here. Test director: Rocky, age three months — Blackjack's tiny echo, except the eyes: emerald cut with teal, and nothing gets past them. It ships when he stops swatting it out of our hands.
Noted. The cats have added you to the list.
Three designs went to committee. One comes out.
The next piece stays sealed until the vote closes. Voters see it first — and pay less for the first 48 hours. Cast a vote →
The Catbrothers.
The elder. Patron of the Sunday and its blanket. Has opinions about thread count and the authority to enforce them.
The card shark. Patron of the Commission — he audits every sitting. Drop 001 is the color of his eyes, because we know a winning hand when we see one.
The prototype. Test director of the Wand. Blackjack's tiny echo — same void, different eyes.
Made well.
Priced plainly.
Approved by cats.
Three cats, three things. Corona, Blackjack, and Rocky — the Catbrothers — review everything before it ships. They are not lenient. The humans just work here.
You finished.
Most humans don't.
The committee has opened a file on you. The minutes will record you as: Honorary Junior Auditor (provisional).
Your reward is standing, not a coupon: the next piece is sealed behind a public vote — and finishers vote first.
Open my ballotSealed until the vote closes. Voters see it first — and pay less for the first 48 hours.