Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for March 22, 2019

Why don’t you jump up here and do something about it, old man?

Love the fridge magnets and the perspective in panel 2.♥

Aw, Lupin, that’s mean. I hope we get to see more of Lupin’s sweet and adventurous sides soon. He’s been kind of a brat lately.

Elvis finally decided to eat. Next time, look out Lupin, you have challenged the old grump.

Who needs a traffi-copter, when you have a Frigidaire !

Now, now, Lupin. Is that any way to talk about Mommy’s Special Boy?

That also describes my recent trips in my car. Except I’ve recently discovered that I’VE become the old grump.

I hope we see more of these cool views in future strips.

Definitely time for Elvis to give Lupin a thrashing.

Elvis, you’ve been PUNK’D!

Lupin my friend, your sharp as a dagger wit is going to get you into deep doodoo with Mommy’s Special Boy.

Now, why didn’t this make the Top 5 list today?

Asking for good thoughts and crossed fingers (and paws) today. I’m interviewing this morning for a job where I would actually get to use my education, finally.

Yeah but, Elvis, HE can’t hear YOU.

Has there ever been a trip to the vet? Took Luna this week and she’s still not talking to me….

Cat’s eye in the sky? Hit the myoosic!

When I spy and too crazy to rest

Gonna go to the place that’s the best

When I lay me down to spy

Goin’ up to cat’s eye in the sky

Goin’ up to cat’s eye in the sky

That’s where I’m gonna go when I spy

When I spy and too crazy to rest

Gonna go to the place that’s the best

Prepare yourself you know it’s a must

Gotta have a friend you can trust

So you know that when you spy

He’s gonna recommend you

To cat’s eye in the sky

Gonna recommend you

To cat’s eye in the sky

That’s where you’re gonna go when you spy

When you spy and too crazy to rest

You’re gonna go to the place that’s the best

Never been a singer I never singed

I got a friend I can trust

So you know that when I spy

He’s gonna meet me up at

Cat’s eye in the sky

Oh meet me up at cat’s eye in the sky

That’s where I’m gonna go when I spy

When I spy and too crazy to rest

I’m gonna go to the place that’s the best

Go to the place that’s the best

(A parody of “Spirit in the Sky” by Norman Greenbaum.

Lupin, why are you being so mean to Elvis? He stood back and let you eat, didn’t he? Maybe tomorrow we will see a picture of Beatrix, sound asleep and blissed out after her breakfast.

That linoleum just doesn’t get any better looking. Nope, nope, nope.

I like the BCN and other things on the refrigerator. Georgia always draws from real life.

P.S., My heartfelt thanks to everyone for yesterday. I want you to know, all those nice things said, and all the Likes, truly helped. This is a good community.

Happy Friday one and all—have a wonderful weekend!

My dog and I are rooting for you….she says woof, woof.

BwahahahahHH!

Oh snap Elvis! Is there going to be another cat on cat wrestling match?

I need help from the ORB. I was at the local shelter making a donation – the vet associated with them will come to your house to put your cat down so they don’t have to be stressed, the fee being a donation to the shelter. Oh god, I’m crying again. I miss Sky so much. Anyhow, I went in to see the cats to make myself feel better. Cats always make me feel better. By herself, because she was on a special diet, was a ten year old tortie/tabby, name of Cinnamon. She also has a limp, by the way, we think the result of a long-ago accident of some kind. Well, I’m elderly myself; I have vowed to get only old cats from now on so I won’t outlive them, which is why Cinnamon was in the shelter. Of course I adopted her. All went well for the first two weeks, I even woke up one night to find one on each side of me. Then, Cinnamon, feeling much more at home, started hissing, just a little “back off” hiss at first. Now, she’s getting more aggressive, and little Layla is dismayed. Can I do anything at this point? Cinnamon was in an enclosure for the first five days, though Layla is such a picky eater and so shy, I could never get them to eat together, separated by the fence. Some cats are better with cats than humans (the real-life Elvis), some, like Cinnamon, a real love bug with humans, but stand-offish and worse with cats. Suggestions?

Ah, cat logic! You can partially see the bottom of the bowl = only stray kibble bits are left . . .

Crossing fingers, toes, paws and….can you cross toe BEANS? Good luck!

In a sad vacuum, no one can hear you loudly complain!

is this new material?

P.M.A, Positive Mental Attitude will get you through…. Good Luck

Crabbiest vacuum in the world.

I got Grumpy McGrumpy face and the cold shoulder from Dean this morning. I’m apparently the meanest, awful-est person in the world because I wouldn’t let them out on the back deck this morning … at 5:20am as I was trying to get ready for work. We’ll see if the grumpy pants are still on when I get home :)

Some sad news.My pet sitters cat, Fidgett, was put down this morning. He was not eating for a while and we hoped when he coughed up this huge hairball that was it. After that he did start eating again and everything looked good. Then he started losing weight again. She found out that he had adenocarcinoma in the lungs. A type of cancer. So she made the painful but best decision for Fidgett. Send Hugs to her.

Question: How did Burt get THIS camera angle to work??!! (However he did it – I like!!)

On the good news front: Patch was quickly accepted at Save-a-Pet, and they think he will have no trouble finding his forever home and person. Now, of course, we miss him.

One stray cat rescued, Cat only knows how many more to go.

OT: Diego

Old, miserable grump are you sure you can hear Lupin? It’s just when you get a certain age the hearing starts to go along with the sense of humor. I mean Miscreant and Ichy are both 15 and are sweet as sugar and their hearing OK but I think maybe Elvis you may have a case of Old Fogeyitis.

I just saw a video on YouTube about a cat rescue that tears my heart.

https://youtu.be/Abo6uUcSl-w

That silly little boy Lupin is just being a snot nose. Just wait. That slow, old, miserable grump of a cat will probably win the next wrestling match.

I’m late to the party today, and I have just one thing to say: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Why isn’t Puck the cat’s eye in the sky? He is, after all, the grand champion of climbing.

Elvis has earned the right to be grumpy. it comes with age.