I returned home one evening to discover that our landlady had passed me a piece of scrap wood, to see if I could get crafty with it. When I held it, wood burning came to mind immediately.
The smell of solder-iron-burnt wood sent me back to the distant memory of this short-lived hobby I once shared with my sister: creating silly cat images on small pieces of wood, coloring them in with paint, and simply avoiding schoolwork.
Welcome to The Man Cave.
Cats are welcome, too.
Of course I could have just taken a marker to write on it, but what fun would that be? :D