Scratch Out Lies Putin
Stand with Ukraine! πππββ¬ππΎπΏπͺπ½β‘πΊπΈ
Double wide, double-sided scratcher includes Putin and Trump jail inserts. Snap up more bad guys with our Jan 6-pack. Insurrectionists include Q, Stone, Giuliani, Flynn, Bannon, and Powell (6-pack sold separately).
Each purr-chase supports the cool cats at Arts4Impact, powering the progressive causes you care about with Every. Single. Scratch.
Saving democracy can be exhausting. For added incentive, we’ve tucked a handmade feather toy behind the ‘a’ in Scratch. Supercharge by dropping in your kitty’s favorite treats.
πΎ locally sourced sustainable materials
πΎ organic catnip feather toy surprise inside
πΎ Soy ink & recycled cardboard
πΎ 100% cat, human & earth safe
πΎ patent pending design
πΎ fem-founded, owned & operated
πΎ crafted with love in chicago
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
βCause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
βCause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Digginβ in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, Iβll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of historyβs shame
I rise
Up from a past thatβs rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak thatβs wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
Still I Rise
β Maya Angelou
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$24.00
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Stand with Ukraine! πππββ¬ππΎπΏπͺπ½β‘πΊπΈ
Double wide, double-sided scratcher includes Putin and Trump jail inserts. Snap up more bad guys with our Jan 6-pack. Insurrectionists include Q, Stone, Giuliani, Flynn, Bannon, and Powell (6-pack sold separately).
Each purr-chase supports the cool cats at Arts4Impact, powering the progressive causes you care about with Every. Single. Scratch.
Saving democracy can be exhausting. For added incentive, we’ve tucked a handmade feather toy behind the ‘a’ in Scratch. Supercharge by dropping in your kitty’s favorite treats.
πΎ locally sourced sustainable materials
πΎ organic catnip feather toy surprise inside
πΎ Soy ink & recycled cardboard
πΎ 100% cat, human & earth safe
πΎ patent pending design
πΎ fem-founded, owned & operated
πΎ crafted with love in chicago
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
βCause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
βCause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Digginβ in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, Iβll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of historyβs shame
I rise
Up from a past thatβs rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak thatβs wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
Still I Rise
β Maya Angelou
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Additional information
Weight | .86 lbs |
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Dimensions | 14.5 × 8.6 × 1.5 in |