Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for July 06, 2020

I’ve always wanted to write a story that starts, “It was a dark and stormy night. No really, it was.”

Aww poor Pucky. Such a poof. My chihuahua, Lady Blue becomes Mrs. Chicken whenever we have an electrical storm.

Puck, that’s every girls’ hair in Texas in summer. We feel you.

Ha, the tank (what we used to call a wife beater.)

Thunder and lightning storms – one of the few things I miss about living in the East and Midwest.

It’s that time of year again.

Poor Pucky; it must really be humid if you are sleeping in your undershirt.

I feel for you, Puck—my hair marcelles in that sort of weather.

On a good day the humidity will give my loose hair that has fallen out of my ponytail a nice curl.

I can’t tell if Puck is poofed, or if he’s just very staticked. And yes, “staticked” is a word now. To quote my writing teacher: “I’m a writer, I can make up words.”

Firework update: they have indeed continued. Seven full days and nights of fireworks. What the heckaroonie.

Am I the only person who enjoys having frizzy hair?

Panel 4: FLASH!

Queen: “AH-AHHH!!!”

Heat, humidity, lightning … your chances of being well-groomed are well doomed.

Any week that starts out with Pucky frizzed up is going to be a good one.

Poofy Pucky in an undershirt. So adorable, my life is now complete!

Do not touch his nose.

What a sight to behold….My first glimpse of Pucky made me do a quick double take, then laugh. It was a dark and stormy night for sure!

Where is Le ‘Letha? She is late this morning. I hope she’s okay.

Two glimpses of Puck’s white floof patch! Such a treat.

My hair goes the same as Puck in the humididty lol!

“It was a dark and stormy night” The first seven words of the new Trump Tell all book on Amazon.

Welcome to this edition of “Bad Hair Days in the Summer-time South”!

Puck’s got some “Nancy and Sluggo” fur going on.

So why is no one under the bed????

That’s some poofage you have going on there, Pucky!

Stormy, but no rain? Odd.

Get away from the window, Puck. A bad place to be during a thunderstorm. Avoid windows, doors, porches, and concrete.

While Avenger and Emma are on their honeymoon and Queen Catshepsut and friends are visiting with Queen Mags and friends, here is the mini musical The Meese and I

Beatrix: Hello, dear Orb Friends, whoever you are

I hope that your troubles are few

But whatever place you are in right now,

I wish the best for you.

…….

Come visit with us, yes please do,

Sending our best to all of you now,

Yes, I wish the best for you.

……..

I know how it feels to have ham for your meals,

And to be out in the cold, dark void,

But know there’s a place

To be warm and with grace,

We are all here for you to bring joy!

……..

Be brave, dear Orb Friends, whatever you do,

Together, or being alone,

All our adventures together we take,

And have adventures of your own,

Have adventures of your own, dear friends,

Have adventures of your own!

Beatrix: How do you do? I’m Beatrix Lionheart. I have come to the land of Yessiam to care for a group of foster kittens King Elvis has adopted. I will teach them and make sure they are ready for their furrever homes. Oh, I think I see someone coming to meet me!

(Continued Below)

Love the little kitty people.Anyway…“heat lightning” does make sound it’s just too far away to hear it.

Pucky’s on the storm

Reporting on the storm

Into this house he’s blown

Into this storm he’s thrown

Like Agnes with no saxophone

A cat without a comb

Pucky’s on the storm

(“Riders On The Storm” The Doors)

OT: Early this AM, I saw a beautiful little ermine, hunting, in my gardens. It startled me and at first I thought it was a baby squirrel, until I looked closer. I interrupted its hunting a vole in the garden. And they are very fast. When it saw me, it leaped and bounded back into the forest. Hubby and I count those types of sightings as blessings.

Best thing about Mondays: new arc from BCN

Awww, fuzzy Pucky cooling off in his undershirt. How cute is that?!

When is it going to be “greased lightning”?

Is Puck freaked out or is it the static electricity in the air?!

Central Florida is the lightning and thunder capital in the USA. My cats are often under the bed on at least one or 2 times a week do to the racket if we are in our normal rainy season pattern where the storms roll in like clockwork in the late afternoon and early evening…….

Saliva isn’t a good shampoo/conditioner? :-O

“Sultry. The night was sultry.”

♫ ♪ Thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightening ♪ ♫

Puck needs a new conditioner. :-)

Today is International Kissing Day. DON’T OSCULATE! If you must, blow them a kiss from at least six feet away, preferably more. Or mail them a kiss, sealed with a kiss (SWAK!) (sterilize it after kissing envelope, before mailing). You can also email them a kiss: XO (no need to sterilize before sending, unless your computer has a virus.)

Perhaps we should change this to International No Kissing Day.

We know how you feel, Puck. Hang in there.

The original Dark and Stormy night in all its lengthy glory “It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents — except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.”

Ot: I’m back!!!!!!

This becoming Snoopy, Inc.

Snoopy almost always started his books, “It was a dark and stormy night …”.

This is another Breaking Cat News flash. . .!

People always think rain when they hear “storm”. When I lived in Mendocino there was a wind-only storm that knocked out power for three days in most of the county. In the redwoods, it’s so quiet, that when a tree falls down a mile away, it sounds like it is coming down on your house.

I thought Pucky’s hairdo was caused by the heat and humidity (like mine) not the electrical storm!

Oh lord, Puck reminds me of our Scruffy when the air was really dry. She’d puff out and throw static bolts at anything that got close.

Haven’t seen heat lightning since the ’80s.

Poor Pucky, you have the humid poufs. But, you are still ever so lovely.

O.T. Cindy (again)

The wind in my neck of the woods was so powerful, I could hardly close the door.

OMC a Puck poof, the rarest kind of poof, for those of you watching at home this is a very special and rare sight to see.

Poll: who is better at rambling and going off on divergent topics, cats in comics, or the people who read those comics and comment on them.

I can sympathize with heat and humidity. The air is out at work. I did get them to close the lobby, have a portable unit in the drive thru, but it was 96 F inside when I left. At least I have permission to lose the dress clothes and wear shorts and a tank the rest of the week.

Poor Puck! We had a really loud clap of thunder the other night and both the cat and the dog jumped from it. I have a long haired cat and she looked just like Puck.

I have a collection of Snoopy’s writings called, “It was a Dark and Stormy Night” so every time I see the phrase I think of Snoopy.

I fell asleep reading this afternoon and got woke up by a loud clap of rolling thunder. My house was right on the edge of the rain. My porch steps and the first 3 section of my sidewalk got wet. The driveway and my car stayed dry. My sidewalk was where the raindrops end.