Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for February 16, 2022

Is that Elvis reporting, or is it Robin?

“Guess we can sleep in a little!”

Man, you have cats and kids! Dream on!

It’s time to eat for the cats and it’s time to play in the snow for the kids. (Do NOT confuse the two!)

Elvis, the Doomsday Reporter! Remind you of anyone?

“Guess we can sleep in” is one of the most beautiful sentences in the English language. Possibly in other languages, too, but I can only speak for this one.

How did the kids get into their snowsuits?

If you love someone, let them sleep.

Elvis, stop trying to sugar-coat it. This is a disaster, a complete catastrophe. Tell them plainly that they are doomed.

Not exactly, Elvis.

I think Elvis is putting his own thoughts into his reports. How unprofessional…

The children also seem to have found someone’s sweaters. Both are miles too big.

Shock and dismay! I think I just found my new interjection!

To Nicki’s ZoMcYo. How is Elsa doing? I had an orange cat named Elsa.

Does the Girl have pants on her head?

Elvis: “How DARE that snow day not announce its impending arrival a week in advance!”

Oh sno!

Hope Lupin left the Woman’s phone on her nightstand…a photo of the kids in their self selected snow gear will be ‘embarrassment gold’ when they are teens.

By Irving Berlin, performed by Ella Fitzgerald, Billie Holiday and others: I’ve Got My Love to Keep Me Warm

The snow is falling, and sleep is calling

The kids are loving the storm!

Dressed for outside, it does have its charm,

But I’ll stay inside and just keep warm!

…….

Elvis predicting, with strong conviction,

Disaster looms, snowflakes swarm!

And horror awaits, he has to inform,

So all stay inside and just keep warm!

…….

On with the snow suit, pants on my head,

Going outside there’s nothing to dread,

My gloves are ready, the snow is steady,

Why stay inside and just keep warm?

…….

The snow is falling, and sleep is calling

But snowsuits and boots must be worn,

Going outside, it does have its charm,

But I’d rather stay inside and just keep warm!

Ah, meteorology. The only field where you can be wrong on a regular basis and not get fired.

And is this a rare, single reporter cat strip?

Elvis and only Elvis in all 4 shots! :-)

Elvis, sweetie, the children are yelling in glee.

OT: Albert A. Cat

Now I am kind of wondering if the Boy ever actually called his parents “Mommy-Dad,” because I find it hilarious! Leave it to kids to remind parents the joys of a snow day. I kind of need it after the recent winter weather.

starting to look like the station needs a dedicated weather forcatster

Human vocalizations are as much a mystery to Elvis as cat vocalizations are to me.

Up to 9 inches predicted for tomorrow.. MY KNEES are screaming in horror.

Don’t go out there, Children! The void is dangerous!

Elvis, stop rejecting reality and substituting your own—that’s not how good news reporting is supposed to work. ;)

You can sleep in, or you can have children.

OT: Elsa Update

Time for a good book, good music and a cup, or three, of hot cocoa and 16 million marshmallows.

Thank you to everyone who sent Queen Elsa and our family purrs, hugs, boops, warm wishes, good vibes, etc! She is much better. I love this orb!

BCN fake news?!

New tweets from @Dr_Scuttles! Perhaps someone with a full sized keyboard can copy and post them here?

On Monday, here in Tucson, it was a sunny, beautiful 80-degree day.

Today, it is 46 degrees, windy, rainy and the wind is very cold. Feels like about 30 out there. It is likely snowing in the mountains.

It always amazes me how the weather can change dramatically over such a short period of time. During our summer Monsoon, it can be 105 degrees. When we get a rainstorm, the temperature drops to 72 or lower in about 10 minutes or less.

We are ringed by mountains, the highest of which is around 9,400 feet, giving about a 6000 foot vertical drop. During the summer, when it is 105 on the valley floor (which varies from around 2,500 – 3,000 feet above sea level), I can drive to the top of Mount Lemmon and it will be 68 degrees.

Way back before there was good meteorological reporting (late 50s), some boy scouts went on a day outing to Mount Wrightson (then called Mount Baldy). They were unaware of an approaching storm (it was early November). They left Tucson in nice weather (70 degrees) and got trapped in a snow storm. Some of the boys made it down, but three of them apparently got lost on the trail and died. It is a gripping story. It is available on Amazon. “Death Clouds on Mt. Baldy,” by Cathy Hufault, who is the sister of one of the hikers. I have read it more than once.

Kinda OT:

What’s snoo? Not much, what’s new with you?

Latest tweets from Dr. Scuttles:

That Man has furniture in places he seems reasonably happy with finally. For a couple of weeks now the living room has just been an ongoing Tetris game, each level cleared by that Man stepping back and saying, “hmmmm.”

Next I imagine he will unpack the many, many books.

I have not created such stress in my giant plastic kiddie pool. I have left the smooth warm stone where it was originally placed. I have not troubled myself with the driftwood (I never do. I don’t understand its purpose), I have eaten spinach as it has been tossed into the pool.

As a matter of fact, I am tweeting this from the smooth warm stone, under the heat lamp. A good spot on this cold winter evening. That Man has left me with a small bowl of popcorn. Most enjoyable.

Thanks!

Elvis needs to learn what horror is.

I just discovered this comic a couple of months ago. I’m addicted.

I had to move house (not my decision, but had to be done). My cat is not happy and neither am I. She has been hissing and growling at me and, honestly, I’m afraid of her…..lol.

I howled with laughter at Elvis’ report, and at the comments. Thank you all for making my day bright!

I just realized that the Girl has pants on her head instead of a hat.