Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for September 16, 2019

Do the People need help eating all those apples? I want to offer my services!

Apple pie season!

My granny would have sliced them and strung them up to dry. Then she would use them in the winter as the filling between her stack cakes.

When Elvis says, “Disaster”, is he predicting or planning?

“Surfeit.” “When the wave is too strong for the human body to swim through, surfeit.”

I love that Puck was hiding in the rightmost bucket – soaking up the smells, perhaps? And pop! out he comes, and the apples fly!

Puck’s ears are barely visible in panel 3.

Time to put up applesauce for the year! We had a few old apple trees in the yard when I was a kid. In fall we had to harvest them, even the downers, and bring them to the canning cellar in the basement. My mother would get my aunt over, and it would be non-stop Polish chit-chat while they peeled, cored, and boiled those apples. Delicious results for us and extended family!

Does anyone else get a sense of impending DOOM?

How did Elvis get in that bag without ALL the apples falling out.

You’re wrong, Elvis. There is no such thing as too much food.

They can also be ‘passed out’ (at velocity) to passing Squirrels.

I love the smell of baked apples in the morning.

Love the look on Elvis soooo smug.

Burt has weighed in with his opinion.

Yes, Elvis, there is a word for it and according to Robin that word is “doom.”

Oh Elvis, so close. “Doomed.” The word you’re looking for is “Doomed.”

Elvis is channeling Robin.

I love fresh pressed apple cider and apple butter on a hot english muffin.

Pie and cobbler all winter :)

I will be glad to do a taste test on any pies made.

This is not a spoiler, just speculation.

Over the weekend, Georgia posted some pictures of a room in their real house they remodeled. Previously, she said it was a room that Goldie was kept in until her introduction to the boys. I wonder if that is where Goldie in the comic strip is right now? Will the boys hear or smell an unknown cat from a different place in the house?

I guess you can tell, I am anxious for the big orange cat to join the Station.

Mmmm. Homemade applesauce. None of that store bought stuff.

Fie, Elvis! Don’t be dissing the apples just because you don’t find them edible!

I remember going to pick apples every year when I was a kid. I vaguely recall it was an apple orchard somewhere in northern Rhode Island (probably the same place Georgia is referring to here). It was one of the first things I was excited to be able to do after getting my first prosthesis – being able to climb the trees to pick them (this was before they gave everyone “picker poles” to prevent tree-climbing).

The down side was having to eat apples for the next month. It’s probably why I’m not a big fan of apple pie as an adult (although I do still enjoy eating apples).

I half expected to see the Robber Mice trying to make off with an apple or two.

Does filling a grocery bag with apples make it equivalent to an “impossibly tiny” box?

Years ago, when I had a dog, we went to help friends pick apples. My dog lay down and watched us for a while, appearing to grow more and more puzzled. Finally he picked up an apple, lay down with it, nosed it, licked it. took a single nibble, pushed it away, gave me a look that asked, “Why?”

I love most fruit, but apples, no. They always look better to me than they taste. Peaches, blueberries, strawberries, cherries, blackberries, yes.

O.T. – I have been reluctant to share my news because Brein43 and I received our diagnosis at about the same time, & I thought we would be going through this together, with a good outcome for both of us. When the outcome changed for Brein43 I didn’t feel comfortable sharing my good news. It just didn’t seem right, and it hurt a lot when she passed (which seems kind of odd I guess, because I didn’t know her in person) so that is why I have been kind of quiet about all of this. But here it is . . .

I had new CT Scan done and received excellent results on Wednesday. Things are looking very well. The tumors have shrunk overall by 65%; the one in the pancreas is gone completely, & the biggest one in the liver has shrunk considerably. There are no new ones.

JHH study team is extremely happy with these results. They talked about giving me time off for good behavior – an extra week off once in a while between treatments, for example. Another possible change is to lower the dose level. I am at level 3 for the study which is presently the highest, but still lower than what you would receive in standard care. There was talk about dropping me to level 2, but that is kind of my decision and I am not quite ready to go there yet. (With the results being this good so far, I am a little afraid to tamper with it.) Once you go down a level, you cannot go back up; it skews the study research to go back & forth. They assured me it would not change the results I have been seeing, but it could lessen some of the side effects, so it makes it a tempting offer. I just don’t want to make a knee-jerk decision that I might regret. Already did that once, luckily I was able to rectify it later.

Why’s everybody apple picking already? All the best varieties only ripen after there’s been frost!

Too many for the human body to eat? Says you. My family has an apple tree of our own, and let me tell you, the humans here have just barely scratched the surface on the max number of apples one can eat.

Also, think of all the applesauce you could make! Mm-mm!

Yesterday, my husband and I processed/canned 13 pounds of apples into applesauce. It was late when we finished canning and cleaning up the kitchen. However, the two of us have been doing a fair job of processing our garden.

Would this qualify as a “Metric Bonkers Worth” of apples?

Can’t help it – that may be my new favorite expression / quote from BCN. :-)

Pie, apple crisp, turnovers…

It’s just not fair. I haven’t had anything to eat yet, [too much effort to go make breakfast before BCN] and everyone is talking about apples. And all of the good things made from them.

O.T. – It is so nice to be able to catch up with everyone here in the Orb! I work in mental health, and sometimes my own mental health needs a break, but I have been at least trying to read the daily adventures! I also got a chance to udate my fundraiser for my fluff butt’s surgery. We are just kind of in limbo right now, waiting to get the surgery scheduled. The vet would like chest xrays to make sure the cancer hasn’t spread above his leg, and there was talk of amuptation (not doing it) but otherwise we are doing well, just doing what we can to get the funds together for the op. Than you to all who have shared in the past, and than you all in advance for helping, sharing and spreading the word for us, the Orb is definitely appreciated! https://www.gofundme.com/f/surgery-for-swiftypaws

I can’t eat the skins, they play havoc with my diverticula.

“Jelly-making time!”

O.T. Hello, Gloria Flemming!! If you’ve been too busy to drop in to BCN, I understand … But I just wanted to let you know that I miss your posts! I’ve been thinking of you, and hoping that you’re doing and feeling well! XOXOXO

O.T. Georgia just posted this about October BCN along with a sketch of raccoons raiding the garbage can "The raccoons know something…

Working on the October BCN strips!

…Ready to meet the wild animals?"

Actually, Elvis, I’d say that’s just about the right amount for apple picking…. unless you’re planning to eat them all right away. If not, there’s eating some apples right away, apple pies, apple sauce, apple butter, storing apples for later use, apple muffins, himmel und erde, apple tarts, apple cider, apple juice, apple bread, apple cakes, candy apples, carmel apples, stuffed pork chops with apple, kapusta with apple, stewed apple, apple jelly, apple fritters, fried apples, apple danish, mincemeat, apple stuffing, snowballs, etc.

My parents have bushels of pears (from their pear trees) that they can, make into pies, cakes and pear butter!

uBear service, anyone? ;0)

https://twitter.com/GentBear/status/1173268753645072384?s=20

Alternately, ‘Elvis’.

Note on Gent’s comment from yesterday:

The thing is, until the invention of cat litter, most cats in the US were either “come and go as they please” or put out at night. Hardly anyone had inside cats; the “sand box” idea enticed cats to bury it, but did nothing about the smell.

Talk about unpredictable apples!

No Elvis, this is the norm. You need a lot of apples for almost every recipie with apples!

Was Puck hiding in or behind the rightmost container?