Victorian McGee's Hysteria Cheshire Cat - Plush Stuffed Animal

Meet "Victorian McGee's Hysteria Cheshire Cat" 

Everyone knows the cat. The one who shows up exactly when things have gone properly sideways, all teeth and unhelpful helpfulness, more interested in the question than the answer. This is that cat, caught in his Hysteria phase: white fur gone wrong with red, button eyes that have seen the whole map and won't be sharing it, a grin stitched on far too wide to mean anything good. He arrives at the edge, when the world's drained pale and there's one petal left. Whether that's a rescue or a punchline is, as ever, up to him.

He stands about as tall as your lowest health points and twice as soft, with the kind of face that looks better the longer you don't sleep. The blood-spattered bow is a nice touch some will demand we apologize for. He pairs with a tote bag carrying his original artwork, dark and dreamlike, so the grin can ride blunderbuss on the days you'd rather not explain yourself to anyone.

For those who know what it means to drop to that last sliver and turn dangerous instead of dead, he needs no introduction. For everyone else: you'll understand soon enough. Cats like this don't really leave. They just stop being visible, which is a different thing entirely. 

A plush toy in the style of something Alice Liddel (the original 'Alice' from "Alice in Wonderland") might have purchased had I, American McGee, run a toy shop in Victorian London. Probably right next door to Mrs. Lovett's meat pie shop.

Hysteria Cheshire Cat measures 32cm (head to toe)

Tote Bag measures 40x37cm