Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for September 02, 2019

Good day to be deaf, Lupin!

Does snoring count?

Oh, one of my favorite original strips has made it to newspaper format! I’m particularly interested in Lupin’s accommodations – signing, reading whiskers, the teleprompter – because they’re such lovely details.

And the frustration of a cricket inside somewhere is real.

Whenever we have a cricket that we can’t locate, Blossom seems to be on the hunt for it. Only she can protect us from the evil insect invaders!

Difficult to imagine anything more annoying for someone with normal feline hearing.

And for yesterday’s Autumn fans:

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44484/to-autumn

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45134/ode-to-the-west-wind

Silence is golden.

Once again, Elvis is correct.

I love a laid back Lupin.

That’s how I feel whenever I hear car alarms.

I was typing a comment here and suddenly, a big tree fell and missed my bear cave by that much. And it also shorted the power lines. Mondays are never good, are they.

Love lupin’s non cavalier catitude with his toe beans showing..then I realize duh! He` deaf… sorry I `m on dorian overload here in so fla

Despite the seeming nonchalant eyes in panel two, I think Lupin’s twitching tail betrays him. He’s more than a little interested in this.

Crickets: mobile play toys provided by Ceiling Cat.

I love Elvis’s Annoyed Squint and Ear.

“If there’s one thing I hate. All the Noise, noise, noise, Noise!”

I’ll bet it was that mystifyingly mysterious super sneaky spy strange big bad orange cunning cat who planted that pesky pestering cacophonous cricket to persistently pester you.

I love panel two with Lupin’s blase ’tude and oh ((((((((((((((toebeans!!!!!!!!!)))))))))))))))

Toebean maniac out of control….8)

I am with Lupin. The sound of the crickets outside help me fall asleep at night. Prayers for safety for any of you in the path of the hurricane.

It’s probably already been said, but crickets are infinitely preferable to cicadas, the loudest insect in the world!

The building where I work has a shower in the basement men’s room. Recently, a cricket got itself trapped in the drain, and whenever it began chirping, I felt like I’d stepped into the shower scene from Psycho. The little bugger even had the tempo right.

I recall an “educational” electronics kit from years ago (intended to help teach basic electronics and soldering skills) which was an electronic cricket! It had a photocell, and the circuit was designed so that it would only make noise in the dark… (And it was a rather annoying noise, to boot!)

I’ve always been a tiny bit mystified of people’s annoyance with the sounds of frogs, crickets, cicadas, or most animal vocalizations. I mean, I’d probably get tired of hearing howling coyotes every night, or something on that order… but I love to sit, spring and summer evenings, on the front porch, listening to the insect, bird, and amphibian sounds from the wooded creek behind the house. Owls in the trees overhead too.

For many years, I had a very modest hearing loss that didn’t interfere with conversation or understanding movie or television dialogue. But the first sounds to vanish entirely were insect and frog song. Eventually, a couple of years ago, certain ring tones went away… doorbells and telephones. I’d be watching a movie on TV, and a character would for no apparent reason walk across a room and either open a door or pick up a telephone handset. So I realized I could no longer hear sounds of those frequencies.

I finally went for a hearing exam and got hearing aids. [And, P.S., both of those were less expensive at Costco than any other source I checked out.]

The crickets were back! The spring peeper frogs!

And I love it! Yes, even when one of those critters finds its way inside the house.

I even kept a terrarium with three green tree frogs in my bedroom from one spring to the next. Because they didn’t experience winter that year, they chirped and sang every night, lulling me to sleep, even when snow blanketed the neighborhood.

One of my favorite online yoga videos is Melissa McCloud’s Core Strength on doyogawithme.com. It’s shot outdoors and about a third of the way through, a cricket starts to chirp. It must have driven the sound guy nuts but I think the chirping helps set the mood.

The cats at the colony that I help out with here in Cape Canaveral survived the last two major storms. Please send good wishes and thoughts that the ’cane will push out to the Atlantic. They knew where to hide but until I see them after the storm and count furry noses, I worry a great deal about them.

Timely. We have one in our house right now. It’s somewhere near our front door. Where? Beats me. Cats are uninterested so the cricket provides accompaniment to our TV all night long. If I find it, I’ll release outside it so it doesn’t become a cat toy.

May all humans, cats, and other beings find a safe harbor during Dorian.

Ah crickets…the insect bag pipers of summer!

I don’t mind the sound of crickets but, my cats will chase down any that dare get inside!

OT: Pandora Report

Pandora is doing great. I had to get my son to stun her mouse on Friday and he didn’t get it very stunned. I decided to see how well Pandora did with one that still had a bit of fight in it and though she missed the first strike, her second strike was perfect. Great coil and constriction* and though it took her a bit longer to subdue her meal, she seemed to be hungry after her shedding. She still had a bit of skin stuck to her scales. Everything I read said that snakes feeding left messes but she never has.

*Great coil and constriction sounds like a great phrase to use instead of cussing, something like Jumping Jehoshaphat!

I only hate crickets that are in my bedroom at night.

Lupin’s remarks are scripted?

I’m with Elvis cricket noise up close is awful

I can’t remember ever seeing a cricket inside the house, but this time of year the yard is filled with tiny black or dark brown crickets hopping out when you walk in the grass. And I have seen those creepy cave crickets in the bend-over crawl space under the house. None of these seem particularly noisy, although I do hear normal cricket noises at night. And enjoy them—I’ll be glad in a few weeks when it cools enough to take the window a/c out so I can fall asleep to the chirping for a while before cold weather sets in. I know, I can get crickets on Sleepo but it’s just not the same. ; )

On the subject of cats and nuisance creatures, here is an updated score:

Dead mouse under the dining room table in need of disposal: 1

Adult child’s determination to assert his independence and not ask me to do things that he could do himself: 0

Yeah, no whiskers on the cricket to drive Lupin nuts. Poor Elvis and Puck though.

I know I’m usually one of the toe bean freaks … um, enthusiasts, but for some reason I just love to see the back of Lupin’s head.

I spend a good part of late August-early September rescuing crickets from the pool…perhaps they honor this action by not entering the house

Well I believe the interview went well ! Thanks for all the encouragement !

Poor Elvis!

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