Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for August 10, 2019

Is That Guy Brad taking kickbacks from snowball too, or is he just flashing his cash hoping to impress Angora?

By being who he is.

Money fan!

So challenge him to a mandolin contest, Kit. Simple – although this being a soap opera, I’m sure it’d turn out to be an orchestra-pit of drama, double-crossing, sabotage, love ballads, evil twins, and at least one character developing amnesia.

Is Kit Chase a calico? I see black, orange, white… Never noticed before.

Great disguise. Mandolin is a plus.

I am so not up to date with this story line! Sooooo confused but loving it….

Loving ‘Days of Our Nine Lives’! Pass the popcorn, please….

Angora loves YOU, Kit. Don’t let Brad move in. He will not make her happy.

And now to see who this Mysterious Masked Cat really is!…why, it’s Kit Chase, romantic male lead! And he would’ve gotten away with it if it weren’t for those pesky kittens!

And for those who are wondering why I am not watching this, a little explanation.

I learned about soap operas at an early age. On the days when I was sick (yes, really) and couldn’t go to school, I lay in bed, read books, and listened to the radio. This gave me a chance to hear episodes of Blue Hills (at one time the longest running radio serial in the world, but now surpassed by The Archers) and the Australian version of When A Girl Marries (I don’t know whether she ever did get married).

I quickly realised that (a) these were supposed to be stories, and (b) that they did not include spaceships, jokes, or intriguing murders.

I thought, and still think, that there is no point in a story which does not have spaceships, jokes, or intriguing murders. So I decided that I would not waste any more of my time on such stuff.

GASP!So many ladies swooning right now…

This soap opera has been closed-captioned, so Lupin can know when music is playing.

Don’t worry, Kit – you’ve got that stray cat strut that Brad can never hope to match!

When the commercials play, are they all for kitty litter and cat food?

Wait, that’s human television……

Never stop fighting for your true love, Kit Chase.

Aha. I told you it was Kitty boy in disguise!

So hit him over the head with your (second-best) mandolin already.

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The only soaps I ever watched were Dark Shadows and General Hospital. I don’t watch any of them now.

OT: Today (Saturday!) is Nushi’s Birthday! She is one year old!!!! I gave an update yesterday you can see if you like! So Grateful she is with me today!!!!

‘Sob’ . . . I need another box of tissues :(

Kit, Kit — you’re 50X the cat That Guy Brad is. He’s just a dyed fur, toupee wearing, money taking, smarmy dastard! You truly love Angora, not Snowball Taggart’s bazillions of dollars. Perk up those droopy ears and get back in the game!

And coming up next on the Soapbox Channel, the thrilling epic show, RoMew and Lupinette!

“How’re you feline, Mr. Taggart?” “Excellent, Brad, my boy, I’m feline simply a-mew-zing.

You have something the others don’t have, Kit. Her heart.

I’ve never been sure Angora was good enough for Kit. She needs more of a spine and a brain. Princess apparently got all the moxie.

Is that sad music played on catgut?

Buck up, Kit! You have Angora’s heart, and that’s what matters.

On the home front, we are off later today for birthday party for Paul’s grandson and granddaughter ( 4 and 2, respectively). Paul and I only get to see them when gift giving to the kids is involved.

Well I am off today, Saturday, to my first ever Writers Workshop at the local Library with the first 8 Chapters of: Giblet & Belle, And The Case Of The Missing Ring.

I am going to present my work to actual to live human beings. Worst of all, it will be in person, without the safety of a computer to hide behind. I will lay my soul bare for the Jackals of the literary world to rend and devour my very essence and leave my corpse in the parking lot for scavengers to finish off. All you will only find is my sun-bleached bones, as a sign that I was ever there.

Of course, that might just be a worst case scenario.

More than likely afterwards I will be in a dark closet, clutching a bottle of gin, and trying to regain the bravado that comes through so eloquently on this Orb.

“…From this day to the ending of the world,

But we in it shall be remembered-

We few, we happy few, we band of sisters & brothers;

For they to-day that shows their writing with me

Shall be my relation; be they ne’er so vile,

This day shall gentle their condition;

And gentlemen & gentlewomen in St. Louis now-a-bed

Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,

And hold their personhoods cheap whiles any speaks

That fought with us upon Saint Saturday Writers Workshop at thee County Library."

Cheers!

As Fleetwood Mac says, Don’t Stop Thinking About Tomorrow

If you hear that there’s someone like Brad,

And it makes you feel really sad,

Just remember your love is true,

And you and Angora will see things through!

…….

Don’t stop thinking about Angora

Don’t stop, she is your true love

And she loves you

Better than ol’ Brad

She is your love,

She is your love,

Ooh, don’t you feel sad

Ooh, don’t you feel sad!

Good luck. The time before is always stressful, but I’m sure you will do very well.

poor Kit! such sad ears.

Well, for one thing, Kit, you’re real. But Brad is obviously a stuffed-up fake.

Would Angora pick a rich jerk of a cat over an amateur mandolin player? No way!!

Disguise yourself as Brad?

O.T. The Orb comes through again!

Mandolin?

Okay, I was doing fine but that just goes beyond the limits of suspension of disbelief. Cats hate mandolin music.

Spoiler Zone!

OT: My dad was an amateur mandolin player (and also a bit of a rogue)

I want a money fan. Or maybe just the money. Or a visit from Kit Chase. Especially a visit from Kit Chase. [fans self, but unfortunately not with a money fan.]

Mandolins can make for great ‘blunt instruments’ … just sayin’ … :)

OT: Thinking about Dark Shadows…

Am I the only one hearing Hamilton music in the last panel? ;)