Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for March 15, 2024

In other words, any x half a sheet cake = cleanup aisle EVERYWHERE! gurgle indeed.

Elvis, the next time you all celebrate together, make sure you get a cake cats can eat. Perhaps a giant crab cake, hm? Shrimp cakes are very tasty, too!

Half a sheet cake? How on earth can one little cat do that.

One-third of a slice of cake is my limit. Anything more and I’d be gurgling face down on the floor right beside Lupin.

I predict it’s gonna be a weak week for Lupin…

If a sheet cake is equivalent to four pies, and using 3.14 as the approximate value of Pi, then half of a sheet cake equals how many shoes full of horkage? You may assume one child’s shoe equals one-third of an adult shoe, and is filled with three “hucks.” . Show all calculations, rounding off to the second decimal place.

Lupin: “Mistakes were made. …some of them by me.”

A whole week? Looking forward to whatever (prepares cheer squad) will fill the gap until then…

Ah, I thought Lupin was eating the cake.

Poor Lupin. Sadly, he did it to himself.

He didn’t eat the 10 candle, so he’s probably not completely doomed.

At least Puck saved the candle, though paraffin and beeswax are inedible. I’ve heard of tallow and other animal and vegetable ones being eaten in famine conditions.

Flashback to Alka Seltzer Commercial. “I can’t believe I ate the whole thing !”

(Just do a web search and it will take you to THE Tube. I had to delete my original and repost because I botched the quote. I still haven’t calmed down from the severe storm and tornado warnings.)

No party is complete without someone over indulging.

Lupin’s changed into his nightwear.

Eh cakes is meant to be consumed compleetely!

One year when I was a kid, my mom baked a spice cake for my dad’s birthday. She put the two round layers on a cooling rack on the kitchen table and went downstairs to tend to the laundry. (She had a Maytag wringer washer, so tending to laundry took a long time back then.) When she got back upstairs, she discovered one of the cake layers was missing, and our hard luck dog Little BoBo was horking all over the floor. There was still a layer of the cake left, but she wasn’t sure if BoBo might have licked the top, so she had to bake a new cake. She baked from scratch, not mix. She said she couldn’t blame BoBo because she should never have left cake unattended. She had just assumed that a dog wouldn’t like spice cake.

For my oldest boy’s fourth birthday, he requested a chocolate cake. With pudding. Ok, that would be pretty easy. I made the cake while he sat on the low kitchen counter and watched. When the cake was done, I took it out of the oven and that’s when it happened.

A mouse ran across my bare foot.

I immediately did what any rational person would do under the circumstances. I screamed and threw the cake in the air. It made one beautiful half turn before it landed upside-down on the floor. The carpeted floor. When I took off the cake pan, the cake was nothing more than a pile of crumbs. I looked at my son and he almost started crying and asked me why I threw his cake on the floor. I told him about the mouse then took him to the store to get the ingredients to make another chocolate cake with pudding.

“Happy” Ides of March!

Hide your shoes! Major horkage, is in today’s forecast!

But making trouble is a very important job! Lupin can’t afford to take a day off!

I can hear the sway belly forming !!

BoCH!

Local cat needs something to settle his tummy and twenty-four to thirty-six hours of sleep.

“I’ve learned nothing and you know it!”

https://www.gocomics.Com/breaking-cat-news/2021/06/10

I thought for sure he was going to toss it off he table. He would have felt better.

If cats can’t eat cake, why have it at their anniversary party?

I know there’s a strip with the Robber Mice overeating and Puck coming to their rescue but I can’t remember when it aired.

Tracy Chapman, Luke Combs: Fast Car

I ate a cake too fast

I just want to take a week off

Making trouble is just too much

When a sheet cake is in front of you

It tasted so much better

Those first few bites I just couldn’t stop

Maybe I’ll just go napping

A few weeks, really have nothing to lose.

…….

I ate a cake too fast

I gotta take a week off or two

Been running around a lot

I thought a bit of cake was just thing

Now I just want to go and nap

Maybe find a nice fluffy bathroom mat

After taking a train to Butter Cream Town

…….

I remember when we were celebrating

The tenth anniversary

Watching the zooming with all of my friends

This lovely sheet cake before me

And I knew no one would be the wiser

And I, I had a feeling that it was mine

I, I had a feeling that it was mine

The cake was there for anyone, for anyone!

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

Queen Catshepsut the Golden: That was a most fun running. Now we will nap until breakfast o’clock.

Queen Lisa and King Monty: We look forward to getting together with you in the morning.

Dooky Ferret: Thank you for hosting us after the sand storm. Tinker, Evers, and Chance and I would like to plan for a Basic Ball game sometime in the future.

Queen Cat: That would be lovely. Puck, would you like to work with them to plan the event?

Puckmosis: I would be honored, Your Majesty. I’ll need to know how many ferrets are on each team, what types of equipment they need, and most importantly I’ll need to plan with Thomios about the food.

Tinker: The field is called a diamond.

Sophititi: That’s no problem. We have rooms full of diamonds to use.

Evers: We can discuss this further in the morning.

Elvis-Anum: And now we need Lupinium’s final Thwump of the night.

Thomios: I think Lupinium’s gone to bed early. He said something about cake and too much of a good thing.

Puck: Then pleasant dreams, everyone!

Poor Lupin. Maybe the Robber Mice will remember the favor he did them and provide antacids. I like the 10 candle Puck is holding.

Well doesn’t that just Take The Cake?

“Can’t you ever take a day off from making trouble?!”

That questions seems so… so… Familiar…

Excellent rehorkage, Lupin.

I’m pretty good at math but will have to pass on this word problem.

My cats never horked into my shoes, but once one of them put a grape in my slipper!

Any way you look at it, “gurgle” is better than “hork.”

BOCH! Horking BOCH…

I would say at least two weeks. Sugar crashes can be pretty rough.

For Lupin, getting into trouble is… well, you know the rest of the saying.

I think it’s time for the Robber Mice to return a favor to a friend:

https://www.gocomics.COM/breaking-cat-news/2019/12/01

Panel three seems to be talking about something I might do!

Half of a sheet cake equals (2.00) shoes full of horkage.

Hello. I’m a new patient, er, poster here. And I’d just like to say: it’s not 42, it’s 47! >

Oh, Lupin!

Earlier this week we were remembering famous (and infamous) quotes from the BCN crew. I submit that “Can’t you ever take a day off from making trouble?!” should be added to that list.

Not all math jokes are funny. Just sum.

Since cats can’t taste “sweet,” I’m guessing the frosting was cream cheese. Otherwise, Lupin would have just knocked it off of the table.

I had a cat who was completely insane about glazed donuts. Before we figured that out, he ate almost a whole dozen from the kitchen counter. We called the vet, who informed us that as a one time event it wasn’t going to hurt him, but not to let him make a habit of it. Since he was an indoor cat to put him in the bathroom with a couple of beds, lots of water and several litter pans. Apparently his digestive tract gave the donuts a big “Nope!” and the vet was right, he needed several litter boxes… He was fine after about 12 hours, and learned nothing… Typical feline. (He was also huge, svelt and 23 lbs)

Amazing. Another example of the way cats can change their shape and size. Lupin must have looked like a python with a cow inside.

OT : First Gocomics couldn’t be reached, right in the middle of Cul de Sac, and a minute or two ago, it refused the connection to The Orb. Curiouser and curiouser!

Happy Ides of March!

Visitor cats update…

Cats will eat the freakiest things. My beloved void cat Mitzi loved butter, I can’t guess how many sticks she consumed over the course of 2 years until I started wondering just WHY she was getting so very very fat. My folks (who lived with us then) kept margarine in a dish on the stove. She learned to lift the cover, scarf down the butter then drop the lid back down. I caught her one night late when I made a very unusual for me trip to the kitchen at 2 am.

You can see him getting started on it in yesterday’s strip.