Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for September 11, 2020

GET THE MESSAGE!

JUST GO RESCUE BEA! SHE MUST BE SO COLD AND LONELY!!!!!

Elvis and Puck looking so concerned, Puck looking out of panel , so adorable.

Come on hoomans! Bark! It’s! Bark! Beatrix! Bark!

Bookstore woman doesn’t understand. They need to go to Tommy’s woman. She is more in tune with the language of the furry ones. Maybe this could be Wicket’s moment to be a hero. He could easily ferry Beatrix safely to the ground.

Looks like it’s going to be an all cats rescue. I pick Burt to be a champion outdoors climber.

I know the feel, Trevor. =(

Listen to your dog! The sane ones are trying to tell you something important.

If your dog is a non-barker and he’s barking up a storm, let the wheels turn. At least stay with him awhile.

Baba may have to show them what an old cat can do.

How dare you call Baba old, madam!

Well, Feline Force Five (Lupin, Puck, Burt, Tabitha and Goldie) to the rescue!

How did Beatrix get outside?

“WOW. Excuse me?” Hahahaha

You’re only supposed to bark at the Doordash driver.

Baba Mouse needs to tell the Boy and the Girl – they can still understand “meow.”

“Bark, barkity bark bark bark” Lol! And could this be a code?

He needs to scratch at the door, get his leash, whine.

Hey, who you calling old? Love Baba Mouse’s cold “wow excuse me?” and then her exchange with Trevor about the clueless human.

Yeah. Who are you calling an old cat? That’s an ancient antique, a real relic, a prehistoric specimen, see? That cat belongs in a museum, and not in an ol’ barn, see?

Looks like we are in for another weekend cliffhanger!

Language barriers suck

How about Google Translate?

baba isnt old

More worried ears….

Lassie is on the phone …

inhale GIRL HE KNOWS WHERE BEA IS!!

Just shut your mouth – don’t bark no more

Ignore that old cat who’s at your door

Go lay down on the kitchen floor

You ain’t gonna scare that cat from this bookstore

Yakety yak (Don’t bark back)

Just finish pickin’ up your toys

Let’s see you be a good, good boy

Get all your chewies out of sight

Bea’ll be back – no need to be uptight

Yakety yak (Don’t bark back)

You just put on a fresh clean hat

And straighten out your kitchen mat

And when you finish doin’ that

Go apologize to that old cat

Yakety yak (Don’t bark back)

Don’t you give me no puzzled looks

I’m book smart, I know what cooks

Just tell your ancient friend outside

You ain’t goin’ for no ride

Yakety yak (Don’t bark back)

Yakety yak, yakety yak (4x)

(Jerry Leiber / Mike Stoller)

Update on our tiger:

1) The deputy who first saw it called it in and said it appeared to be around “four to six months old but wasn’t sure how to judge the age of that kind of animal.”

2) No one other than the deputy and two other people have seen it as far as I know.

3) The zoo is now asking if there’s any possibility that the animal could be something other than a tiger…like a cougar or a bobcat. It was first spotted late at night at an industrial park, so it’s possible that the deputy didn’t get a good look at it.

4) Still hasn’t been caught at this point…assuming that it’s not a cougar/bobcat.

5) The tiger has a twitter account because of course it does.

You gotta mix it up, Trevor. Throw in some whines and wags and wiggles. Dance at the door. Push your nose into the windowpane and pin it there. Stare at the street.

Time for Trevor to scratch at the door for a walk, then he & his Woman can follow the “old cat” (lol) to Beatrix

Somebody get that woman a bark-to-English dictionary!

Hey ORB (and especially Robin H) – check out today’s Classic Dilbert:

https://www.gocomics.com/dilbert-classics/2020/09/11

Wow! Baba is not old, she is very wise. Bookstore woman, you need to listen to Baba and Trevor. They have something important to say to you.

Trevors expression is priceless.

Trevor needs to work on his “Lassie” barking.

A miffed Baba Mouse: “OLD CAT??!! … You respect your elders there, MISSY!!”

Does the Bookstore Woman even realize that Bea is missing??

My cat’s most urgent meowing is reserved for a “prey arriving” notice. The day she caught a rabbit, I could hear meowing constantly from the neighbor’s yard for several minutes before she figured out how to get it over the six-foot fence. It was a lot of effort and I must not have been sufficiently impressed because she has stuck to lizards and rodents since.

Fists on hips? Either the international sign for “I’m inDIGnant!” or “I’m a SUperhero!”

Either works for Baba Mouse!

OT: Sprung again, & here we (probably) go again…

Today is:

National Emergency Responders Day —One description I read of the requirements for these people said they must be “… of strong physical and mental health.” The problem is, most of them have little or no recourse to mental health care, and are often reluctant to use what little they have. Therefore, I think our first priority in honor of the National Day of Service and Remembrance should be the removal of all official stigma from mental health care. That would be a start. Many first responders fear that seeking or getting mental health care will have a negative effect on their careers, or even their personal rights—and in many cases, this is true. Please give it some thought and write your state and federal representatives and senators.

Libraries Remember Day —They do, or should. These are the real repositories of history, often in multiple versions from different points of view, which is a very good thing. In my informed opinion, the US educational “system” does a horrifyingly lousy job of teaching history, which means we are doomed† to repeat it—and we are. There are some teachers and professors who try, and even succeed, but they are few, and the system is huge.

†See, Robin is right!

Make Your Bed Day —Well, I actually planned to, but the cost of lumber was too high, so I bought one instead …

So now I think I’ll go lie in it and take a nap.

Bulb Panting Day —I tried, but none of them ever came up. I even went to the store and bought special “grain-of-wheat” bulbs. Still, nothing came up. I know they “don’t grow on trees,” but I figured that meant they grew on bushes, or maybe sprouted like cabbages, sort of like Cabbage Patch™ dolls.

How many times I have wished I could read a cat’s or dog’s mind, or project my thoughts into theirs.

Had to laugh at Baba’s reaction. Much like my wife, when one guy said to another in a line, “Hey, watch out! You almost knocked over that little old lady!” :-)

Poor Trevor. He gets no respect.

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For those who don’t know, Georgia Dunn will be interviewed by Shena Wolf (Director of Comics and Acquisitions at Andrews McMeel) at NCSFest at 2:40 pm EST on Saturday.

Love Puck’s head in panel one!

To all my BCN Friends:

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It’s an emergency, Bookstore Woman!

What we have here … is a failure to communicate.

“I bark, and I bark, and I bark! And all it get’s me is a sore throat and her telling me not to bark. Maybe Tillie can help, you know she has powers we don’t understand.”

“Bah, not gonna waste my time with her, Trevor. You can never find a ghost when you need one, they have to find you.”

I already have my alarm set for your interview!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Ok, the bookstore lady not being worried about Beatrix going missing reminds me of last summer (Sept 2023) when one of our yard cats disappeared. He was an intact tom who had a habit of vanishing and reappearing (which was why he was still intact; I couldn’t be sure he’d be here for his fix-it appointment). So when he disappeared again, I figured he’d be back.

Three days passed. No sign of him. And then we heard a cat YELLING for all he was worth from under a shed in the yard. The missing tom had crawled under the shed and gotten stuck!

Everything turned out fine: we got him out, took him inside to stay, and finally got his long-delayed fix-it date. He still yells a lot, but now his life doesn’t literally depend on him being heard.

So I understand the bookstore lady’s casual “She’ll be back,” because that was my reaction too. She doesn’t know—as I didn’t know—that this time the missing kitty was stuck and couldn’t come home!