Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for October 23, 2022

I’m not seeing the problem here! :D (Except that the biggest cat is going to want feeding.)

LOL!!! Love Elvis’ outrage in the last panel. How dare the Man puff his tail! ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡ Aw, I wanted to see giant toe beans in the eighth panel. (sigh)

Isn’t this goofy story based off of “Wait Till Martin Comes” from the Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark books?

Does Georgia’s siggy line say, “For Britches?” Anybody know the significance?

If I ever have to choose my own method of execution, I’m going with “suffocated under the weight of many cats.” I’d like to die the same way I live.

Sunday Funday

I’m reminded of Huple’s cat in “Catch-22”…

In the last panel, the man looks positively purrified…

And, when he woke up, he discovered it was ALL TRUE! (And he looks like Marcus Cole from Babylon 5 in panel #2)

Jesus! Thou hast finally risen!

I can not speak for the man, but I PURRsonally find it quite funny…

When I wake up due to loudly purring

Lift my head, I’m still yawning

Then again I’m in the middle of a dream

On the couch, snore then scream (snore then scream)

Please, don’t wake me

No, don’t shockshake me

Leave me where I am

I’m only sleeping

Every cat I see seem to get much bigger

When I cry loud they get quicker

Runnin’ everywhere at such a speed

‘Til they find there’s no need (there’s no need)

“Please, don’t puff my tail

With your milewide wail

Because after all

We’re only purring"…

(I’m Only Sleeping / The Beatles)

Blossom’s purrs were so loud that I always said they’d measure on the Richter scale if they were any louder, LOL. I welcome the giant earthshaking purrs!

I’m imagining what a giant Lupin on catfeinated coffee could do.

Who wouldn’t smile if they woke up with a happy Puck on them?

Or at least, that’s what it feels like when you’re allergic to them.

When they get to the size of panel eight, you are decidedly doomed.

Yesterday Finn, avatar cat, slept on my lap for the first time, complete with purr heard for the first time…a lovely deep rumble. I was dozing and was delighted to wake up to find him there. Usually he just walks across my lap on his way to the couch. He is slowly becoming an indoor cat. It has been six months since he invited himself in. He still gazes out across the meadow from the screen porch but, now that the weather is cooling, he doesn’t stay out as long. When I want him to come in, the word “treats” is an instant lure. Which is a good thing as word has it that a second neighborhood cat has apparently fallen victim to the local bobcats. A neighbor who is a naturalist says the bobcats don’t look on domestic cats as lunch but as rivals for lunch who must be eliminated. You would think we have more than enough mice, voles, rabbits, etc to go around but apparently not.

Lots of bottle-brushed tails.

That was fun! We’ll, maybe not for the Man… ;-)

This happens to me about twice a week. One cat, then another, then another.

Albert LOVED to lie on his Man’s chest. It his favorite place in all the world. Occasionally he would lie on me. It could be a bit startling to wake up because an 18 pound cat has landed on you chest and begun purring in your face.

And he had an incredibly loud purr. You could hear him across the room. “Loudest purr in Dorchester”, we would say. The day we brought Bartholomew home, eventually he settled down and started purring, so loudly we could hear him from across the room. I started to say “Loudest purr…” and started crying. Albert’s Man gently said “The previous champion retired undefeated. It’s okay to have a new titleholder.”

A neighborhood orange tabby adopted us. We named him Buzz because you could hear his purr from a few feet away. He had a personality like Tommy’s and was quite large, too. If he’d been a person, he’d have been a surfer he was so laid back. Dude! I like to imagine him in a Hawaiian shirt a la Tommy. He was with us many years. Now buried with honors in the backyard. Miss him still.

This morning, for some strange reason, I woke up with a cat on either side of me, licking my face and purring loudly. I have the sneaky suspicion they were trying me out for taste because we are out of treats and I can’t get more until my money comes in on Friday.

One purr makes them larger

While one purr makes you small

And the nightmare smothers give you

Won’t do anything at all

Don’t scare Goldie

When she’s ten feet tall

When logic and proportion

Have fallen sloppy dead

And time is running backwards

For more spooky nights ahead

Remember what the Robber Mouse said

Stay in bed

Filled with dread

- Grace Slick – White Rabbit

Many moons ago, I rescued a cat from my former job as a Vet tech, and dog and cat groomer. I renamed the beautiful white simi-long haired, and green eyed boy, Meow! Meow was a sweet monster who enjoyed waking me up, by draping himself across my face and purring, LOUDLY! You can bet not being able to breathe woke me up, quickly! Oh how I miss my furry and funny pillow!

My horror story is waking up with a cat on my chest…

Jabbing his paw in and out of my mouth.

Either: 1) he thought I was purring wrong; 2) my snoring was too loud even for him; or 3) I stopped breathing due to sleep apnea from my snoring.

I have since fixed the snoring and have not found a paw in my mouth since.

I heard a variation of this “tail” last year, it is a good one! Get on your horse and don’t find out what happens next, Man.

you poofed my tail lmao :D

Get out of there! The purrs are coming from inside the cat!

When we go to bed, Hamilton has to sleep while making physical contact with me. Even if he is not right on top of me, he reaches out a paw and falls asleep touching me. He often falls asleep on my chest and then kind of pours himself off until he is in the area between my arm and side. It makes rolling over a challenge.

That was a good horror story! It reminds me of Clifford the Big Red Dog.

That actually happens in my house daily!

That gold cat is heavy equipment quality.

Where’s Puck and Lupin’s puffed tails in that final panel?

The Man just had a Maine Coone sleeping on his chest. No big deal

Can we say The Man(’s sleep) is doomed?

That sort of happened to me this last February. I took a nap with just one little tuxedo cat (Fred) on me and by the time I woke up one of the Siameses and the big black floofy abyss of the Norwegian Forest cat were all on top of me. I woke up because I could not breathe. The Mrs said she could hear them purring from the kitchen. Life with cats is great.

What a purrfect tail. . . tale!

A most impressive poof : https://www.gocomics.com/roseisrose/2022/10/23

:)- LOL

“You puffed my tail!”

Larry the cat chasing a fox away from 10 Downing Street. Larry for Prime Minister!

https://youtu.be/YvZZyoz9Gs8

Further kitten or rather cub news. The Smithsonian National Zoo has a new litter of cheetah cubs. Two males and the first litter for their 4 yr old Mom.

https://nationalzoo.si.edu/animals/news/cheetahcubdate-1-first-squeak-peek

Fun art on this one!

I love this Halloween Special! My all-time favorite lines are “maybe we can find a hint of a grisly death or horrible tragedy”, and the Woman’s reply, “I’ll bring the kids”.