These days, Briya recognizes that point at which her body, independent of her desire, decides that today’s going to be a ‘Small Day’. Maybe it’s the way she wakes up and her clothing’s a little looser than normal, or how she greets a co-worker only to realize that she barely comes up to their chest. Without a doubt, the -most- obvious point at which she realizes something is amiss is when she feels that odd sensation…

It’s a dull pang, like a hunger pang, deep within her core. It’s like that feeling where you just want to curl up or double over, but instead, it’s her entire being wanting to fold in. And that’s when it hits. Sometimes it’s hard to tell just how hard it hits. If it’s an inch or two, Briya knows she probably has to adjust a sleeve or tug her belt a little tighter to keep her pants on.

But if it’s one of those STRONG ones…she can feel that sensation, of her chair swelling out beneath her hips, of that computer mouse swelling beneath her palm, her fingers less and less able to even curl around the sides. Her socks and shoes are usually the first to tumble to the ground, in a pile that will eventually encompass most of her clothing, but the end result is a usually baffled, and…honestly?...a little peeved feline who knows she now has to make herself decent and keep working…

Briya’s job as technical legal secretary at Wayne and Justice Law Offices means that she has a pretty stark quota of documents to review by the end of day, and her supervisors have made it very clear that this doesn’t change even if she’s currently smaller than one of the keys she’s standing on. This point is -usually- made by them casting a deep, ominous shadow over her puny little form. And so…

Between a stash of easily-accessable micro-snacks at her desk, to a few various-sized little makeshift dresses for any sized occasion, and always keeping her phone on her desk for ease of communication, Briya’s usually determined to -get- her dang job done by end of day, hopelessly-puny-and-still-shrinking or not.

…And then, when the clock hits 5? She’ll see if she can still text her close friend to pick her up, or, most importantly, find the speckish little cat lost on her workdesk.

Have enough people properly told Bayte (Twitter: @baytearte , http://ko-fi.com/baytearte) , exactly how awesome he is? The answer is no, and so you absolutely, without a doubt, -should-. He did this awesome sketch commish and perfectly, adorably captured the frustrating work-life of a teeny tiny cat, currently a handful of inches tall and dwindling. <3

No, seriously, give this ‘hog all the love. <3