Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for March 28, 2021

I guess it’s not rhetorical question time by Elvis’ watch. Did he miss the time change a couple of weeks ago?

Yes, Lupin, you IS good kitties

Happy Pucky Face and Annoyed Elvis Poof! Two of my favorite things in one strip!

Pucky’s joy in panel 4! Tiny toebeans in panel 8! Gonna be a great day!

SUNDAY FUNDAY TIME

I used to tell Meimei that her pills in pill pockets were a “special kitty treat for good girls.” She wasn’t fooled for a minute. Part of her chemotherapy came in pills and I had to haul her down the street to the local vet (accompanied by her Springsteen playlist) to have the tech give it to her to make sure she actually swallowed it.

Come on Woman! Why are you playing around with something so serious? This is not a game! This is breakfast!

Kitty breakfast time is nothing to horse around with. Less talking, more can-opening please. Santana and our other Orb songwriters, would you please do Elvis Presley’s “A Little Less Conversation” for us today?

Jubilation on part of 3 good kitties but exasperation on part of world weary Elvis…… Give it up, Woman!

Come on Elvis. Remember who rescued you from the evil curtains!

There’s always a boring realist in a sea of fun goofballs.

The Woman really should observe the time properly by wearing her fanciest breakfast duds.♥ (Were I into cosplay, I would totally make this outfit, for it is resplendent.) https://www.gocomics.com/breaking-cat-news/2018/11/11

All but Elvis are enjoying the game. Elvis, go poop someone else’s party.

She-Whose-Whim-Is-The-Prime-Mover-Of-The-Universe would never stand for such cutesy playing around. Her slaves know that they must deliver the goods on time or face Severe Consequences.

The song “Greensleeves” was mentioned yesterday. I thought you might like to know the origin of the song. Here’s Michael Flanders telling you about it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mB-zBJykYj8

I is a good bear. Can I gets some breakfast too?

I have never known a cat who didn’t automatically assume, when asked that time it was, that it was time to eat.

But Lupin’s joy at realising is too pure to be snarky.

It’s time to taunt tabbies! And Torties, little black Cats, Grouchy Siamese’s…

Elvis is worried he’s not included in the ‘Good Kitties’ gang, perhaps.

Elvis, well done >:(

Elvis, you really, REAALLY, need to control your temper. There is no time!!

Aw, I love how Goldie is getting into this.

Elvis’s eye roll in panel five is a thing of beauty.

Pucky and Goldie ought to take their comedy routine on the road. Or at least to the Big Pink House basement and Quinn Farms barn.

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

Serfig-Aro: Royal courtiers! It is my pleasure to announce that breakfast will be served momentarily!

Queen Catshepsut the Golden: I hereby decree that all good kitties may be seated for the bacon and eggs course.

Lupinium: I am happy to report that I am a good kitty.

Puckmosis: As am I.

Beatrixia: And I.

Elvis-Anum: As all well know, so am I.

The Queen: Thomios, bring the first course!

Meal times for Hobbits and Cats:

Breakfast – 7 a.m.

Second Breakfast – 9 a.m.

Elevenses – 11 a.m.

Luncheon – 1 p.m.

Afternoon Tea – 3 p.m.

Dinner – 6 p.m.

Supper – 9 p.m.

Elvis is only salty because he knows that if anyone cared to investigate it would soon become apparent that he is, indeed, not a good kitties. Be grateful the woman has a huge blind spot where you are concerned, Elvis.

“Feed Me!”

Ok, funny story.

A few years ago, before my cat Gracie went deaf, I was in the kitchen opening a can of tuna for my lunch. I always make sure to save a little bit for Gracie, and that day was no different. At that time, she was in the family room, on the windowsill, sound asleep and my roommates were sitting on the sofa watching TV. Here’s how it went:

“Gracie! Look what mama’s got!”

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

“AAAAHH!” “WHAT THE…?”

…

“Meow.”

Gracie has been somewhat trained to associate that phrase with canned tuna. So when she heard me saying that, she jumped down from the windowsill and somehow my 7 lb kitty made so much noise and chaos trying to get to the kitchen that it startled my roommates. When she got to the kitchen, she politely let me know that she was there and ready for the tuna.

By the way, for all you skeptics out there, no it was not the smell of the tuna that attracted her. I’d had that can opened for a minute before I made the announcement. She jumped down from the windowsill only after I had said something.

My dog starts his dance when I say, “Time to feed the dog.”

‘i am good kitties’ :-)))

Sometimes you just need revenge.

“NOW MAKE WITH THE FOOD ALREADY!”

I used to play a game with my cata where I pretended I could not see them. They would follow me around the house as I called and looked for them. After a few minutes, I would “find” them. Their relief was quite evident; I wasn’t crazy after all.

And that’s only First Breakfast.

I empathize with elvis, sometimes I simply want people to get to the point of the matter.

Ah, I resemble this, but I can only get away with the shenanigans once in while.

“I am good kitties!” needs to go on some merchandise.

Somehow all my pets, 4 cats, my dog, and 2 visiting granddogs all know to come running to designated spots when I yell “treat!”. This includes Hubby.

What time is it? As Elvis once famously said, “Half past breakfast o’clock.”

Now this gentleman know how it’s done. https://www.gocomics.com/roseisrose/2021/03/28

Elvis puff, but dignified.

Behave, Elvis. Bad kitties have to wait until all good kitties have eaten before they get their breakfast.

Behold the ancient technology wielded by “The Woman”. How many cans today require use of a “Can Opener”?

This could be awhile.

Loving angry Elbiff and happy Lupin, specially when realised that he was a good kitties.

Indeed she does, Elvis. It’s breakfast time!

Attention all cats with a natural appetite:

Please board the next plane or ship to Australia for plenty of mice crispies!

Hope the real Elvis is alright, he’s been a bit grumpier than normal in the comics

Elvis, like the father in Never Too Late, likes “serious fun.”

Aw, too cute =)

Does anybody really know what time it is?

Does anybody really care? (about time)

Poor Elvis doesn’t get breakfast…