Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for July 24, 2023

Sweet Tommy. We all want to cuddle him, but how about Ora Z popping up for a look. Iggy not quite popping, just an ear tease?

It’s good to have backup. While Tommy is certainly of a size to hold his own (at the very least) against the moles, he certainly is not of the proper disposition.

Smokey was our hunter cat and she would leave the occasional mole carcass for all to see. We were never sure if they were meant as rent or thanks; or perhaps as a warning to other moles. I always assumed it was more of a “You are terrible hunters! This is so you don’t starve.”

Goldie returning a favor to Tommy from when he helped her with the racoons years ago. Poor Tommy seems a little uncertain after his experience with the moles.

Yeah. Goldie, do you really think you should be saying that? Especially when young ears are listening? I mean, Ora Zella already has enough ideas of her own.

Goldie! Get back inside right now! You know better!

Goldie must have been going through some archives to know about the previous adventures – laundry chute and dumbwaiter – in the BPH.

Sp Goldie and Beatrix are kindred spirits who can escape at will.

We know of one " creature" who is planning WWIV. The moles should be quaking in there boots, uh shoes, uh…what DO moles wear on their feet paws.

Iggy has the sweetest ears. And Goldie knows the ways, guys!

What Goldie said reminded me. Her first appearance was when she snuck inside during a storm. Lupin glimpsed her but wasn’t believed and he wasn’t certain. So she definitely knows her way in and out.

If Goldie gives the littles ideas, everyone is in for scary times ahead. It’s cute the way their ears are peeping over the desk.

Tommy needs Goldie. He certainly shouldn’t be alone out there whilst hostilities are active.

Gouda for you, Goldie! It’s un Brie liable how you Muenster ed up the courage, to sneak out!

I’m waiting for Bea to show up.

Field reporter live in, not the field, but literally the fields, plural – good one! And then sweetie-pie fluff ball Tommy, silly boy, didn’t you know Lupin meant you?

Good Goldie’s out there. I also like how Puck’s theo nly one not upset. he’s more.. suprised than anything while Elvis and Lupin are angry for entirely diffrent reasons.

More exits than a block of swiss cheese :) LOL!! Great line Georgia!

Hey, Georgia, “More exits than a block of Swiss cheese” I am going to adapt this line for a scene in the new book. It would be perfect.

Burt’s chyron in panel 4 could be a direct quote from Georgia.

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

At the Royal Palace

Iggy: I’m back from fishing, everyone. How did the potato launching go?

Wally: Better than we hoped. We also discovered a new (sort of) pyramid.

Iggy: Sort of?

Iron Glove: It’s kind of lopsided. We think it may be the You Call That a Pyramid?

Iggy: Are we going to explore it?

Wally: Of course. Like to go along?

Enter Lupinium

Iggy: Welcome back! I see your pink wore off.

Lupinium: Yes. One can’t remain pink forever. But the Vacation Scroll School kittens enjoyed it.

Wally: Did you bring anything from the Cosmo Nursery?

Lupinium: Of course. I have some new flowers and vegetables. I’ll have to get them to Sue Chef while Thomios is away. Where is Puckmosis?

Iggy: He’s at the Salubrious Spa after a week of VSS.

Iron Glove: We found a new pyramid. Like to join us exploring?

Lupinium: Wouldn’t miss it. Is Elvis coming?

Elvis-Anum: Someone has to stay here and run the kingdom.

Well that sneaky little Goldielocks. She sure sneaks in and outta places.

Who would know more about Swiss cheese than those lovable Robber Mice? I’ll bet those ladies have a veritable Marauder’s Map of the BPH that they’ve drawn over the years. Would they let us have a glance at it? Probably not.

They’re no danger to us

You know the moles and so do I (do I)

A full exposé’s what I’m thinking of

You wouldn’t get this from a cat who’s shy

I just wanna show you how I’m feeling

Gotta make you understand

Never gonna give you up

Never gonna let you down

Never gonna run away and desert you

Always gonna stand close by

Always gonna be at your side

Never gonna let those li’l jerks hurt you

- Pete Waterman / Larry Stock / Matthew J. Aitken – Never Gonna Give You Up – Rick Astley

Just when I think I have all the cats correctly identified…

Goldie is feisty enough to stand up to the moles. I’m thinking she could also help Baba hold them off.

I love panel two! Even Tommy needs some support every now and again. Be brave, Admiral.

That house has more secret passages than Hogwarts.

Never gonna get a good map

Of how Goldie got out

Now she’s gonna run around and report for you

She’s gonna figure out why

Those moles made Tommy cry

And she’ll bring you the facts, straight and true

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(With absolutely no apologies to Rick Astley, ever; you know what you did. But I’ll throw a few Misty’s way because they got here first.)

I don’t understand what’s so bad about Rick Astley. What am I missing?

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Procyon lotor

They are tramping out the mole where the grapes of wrath they store

They hath loosed the fateful lightning of their terrible swift claws

The Raccoons keep marching on

Glory, Glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

The Raccoons keep marching on

I have seen garbage cans of homes across the land

They have builded it an altar where they will firmly stand

I can heard it’s righteous roaring by the dim and flaring teeth

The Raccoons keep marching on

Glory, Glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

The Raccoons keep marches on

I have heard her fiery gospel writ in many garbage dumps

“As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall pumpl”

Let the Hero, born of Raccoon, crush the serpent mole under heel

The Raccoons keep marching on

Glory, Glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

The Raccoons keep marching on

She has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat

She is sifting out the hearts of mole before her judgment-seat

Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer her! Be jubilant, my feet!

The Raccoons are marching on

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

The Raccoons are marching on

In the beauty of the lilies Queen Mag was born for all to see

With a glory in Her bosom that transfigures you and me

As She fight to make Raccoons holy, let us die to make the yard free

The Raccoons are marching on

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

The Raccoons are marching on

There are a couple of cartoons I absolutely love, but none of them give me anxiety and happiness as this one does and makes me rush to the daily strip to join in the merriment or chaos. I also appreciate those who have been here longer than I; their comments orient me as to who is who and what they have done in the past. It’s so nice in these days to be able to enjoy something so ‘simple’ yet so wonderful! Thanks to all, especially Georgia and her talents.

Is Burt snarking at the artist with that chyron in panel four. She tried!

“Never gonna get a good map of that thing” I hear ya, cats. When big houses get split up there’s always something that gets covered up or walled off.

I fell asleep early and got here late, so everything I would have said has been said. I’ll just add that I LOVE this one for so many reasons.

Wait. Has no one mentioned Goldie Toe Beans yet?

OT: TinyKittens, etc.

The map comment is really funny! She’s been trying to do it as the cats would be familiar with the house, so it may never be accurate, indeed (though there was that revision early on …).

I’m sure you will get a good map of it, Burt.

The bowtie!

Who was it said Goldie was a confirmed house only cat?

And Tommy is sooo glad to have a kick-derrière friend along when moles may be on the loose!

OT on a positive note!

OT: Health update

Oopsie looks outside of the door, he does NOT go near the door.

The only problem with making homemade ice cream is not having room in the freezer for the large bag of ice. This means that once the ice is bought, I have to make the ice cream immediately. So this afternoon I made one gallon of orange Creamsicle ice cream.

I just wish my grand baby hadn’t gotten sick. First birthday party has been postponed for two weeks.

Their two tentative half-smiles add up to one confident smile.

Ora’s little paws are so cute they make me bite my knuckles.