Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for September 21, 2020

The bestest possible good news for Pucky! Not only is the Postman coming to the BPH but he has Bea!

Awww. Poor fellas. So worried.

But Pucky’s facing the wrong direction. He might not see!

Turn around, Pucky! Your friend the mailman is bringing you a special delivery!

Turn around Puck! Your prayer has been answered!

Poor El Biss! His ears are pointed straight down. Not how a cat’s ears should be!

He’ll be very happy soon, but darn it sad tail hug Pucky is adorable.

Look at the big ol catcher’s mitt of a paw. If you blow it up real big you see little dots on that mitt. I wonder what those are? (Should I really encourage this obsession?)

Finally Beatrix is rescued. But how DID the mailman get up in that tree?!

Guys! Everycat, come to the window, quick!

Elvis’ little face-down flop of despair is breaking my heart…

I know if the parties involved were dogs, there would be much running uncontrollably, jumping, and doing the Fandango. How will the kitties react? How long can they feign indifference?

Looks as though the random guy is going to deliver Beatrix as well as election flyers. But is that a squirrel or a chipmunk next to her?

SPECIAL DELIVERY! (BEA-LIVERY?)♥♥♥

Little Bea waving her catcher’s mitt paw. And, look how happy she is despite her ordeal. What a sweetie. Thank you mailman.

There is going to be quite a bit of whisker reading for Lupin! Everyone is going to be singing happy songs soon! :)

It’s going to be a wonderful week!

It looks like the man impersonating a mail man

I can’t bear to see Elvis so sad.

Look at that artwork in panel 3 and 4 – the out of and in focus features! Beautiful!

TOP of Cat Head!! ToCH! ToCH! ToCH!

Here comes a special delivery.

Time to switch on your happy mode pussumses. I love beatrix’s smile but then I am a sucker for these cat smiles.

From The Sound of Music: Climb Every Mountain

Climb every tree branch

Search every twig

Climb right to the tree top

No matter how tall or big!

…….

Climb every tree branch

Don’t lose your phone,

But remember always,

You are not alone!

…….

Your friends are all there

As you climb high above

They will keep you from harm

With all of their love!

…….

Climb every tree branch

Don’t lose your phone,

But remember always,

You are not alone!

We used to tease our cats (and proved they could hear us in their sleep) whenever they’d curl up cozy. We’d whisper “gonna git ’is tail!” and the cat would wrap his tail (like a hug) around his hip.

BoCH! (to go with ToCH)

So … to go back a day or two – why was Baba Mouse getting feisty? Feistier?

In honor of Bea’s rescue, another kitten to be saved…..

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Yesterday Yen proved she was eating again, she pooped and there was much rejoicing.

Three chears for the Mailman! We believe in Mailmen!

Open your eyes kitties; things are looking up! Now, if only you would.

Look at those happy smiles out the window! Something pretty extraordinary did happen, Pucky! Smiles all around soon!

Elvis thrown forward over the desk just kills me.

SPECIAL DELIVERY

Turn around, Pucky!! <3

Dear Pucky,

We are all waiting for some good news these days. However, your good news is just over your shoulder, waiving her paw at you.

Ain’t no fun times when Bea’s gone

It’s so sad when she’s away

Ain’t no good times while she’s gone

And she’s always gone too long

Anytime she goes away

Wonder this time where she’s gone

Wonder if she’s gone astray

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone

And these cats just can’t go on

Until she’s home to stay

And I know, I know, (repeat metric bonkers but soulful amount)

Hey, the young thing should never leave home alone

‘Cause we miss that feline when she’s gone

Ain’t no fun times when she’s gone

Only heartbreak every day

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone

And we need Bea to come home

Anytime she goes – hallelujah, she’s back!

(Bill Withers)

Now I am glad I leave nuts and old apples out for the squirrels and shout-monks in our yard.

…so the mailman climbed that tree?..

The Postman, the postman, the postman!! Pucky look behind you!!

Now the question is – will Elvis undrape himself from the news desk in time to see Beatrix arriving via the post?

YAY!

PUCK TURN THE HECK AROUND. FOR THE SAKE OF ALL EXISTENCE, TURN AROUND.

{inhale} LOOK BEHIND YOU EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

This reminds me of our first sight of Beatrix lost in the snowstorm, pawing at the window while Elvis has his back turned.

“Special Delivery!”

Some pictures of Elvis:

https://www.instagram.com/p/CFXn3-spw23/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

The Postman always rings twice…especially when he’s delivering a kitten, with way too many toes!

In these trying times, I wish I had a tail to wrap myself in, for a hug!

Oh hey, it’s the mailman.

Every now and then we get a little bit worried

That you’re never coming back

(Turn around) Every now and then we get a little bit tired

Of listening to the sound of our fears

(Turn around) Every now and then we get a little bit nervous

That hope of seeing you again has gone by

(Turn around) Every now and then we get a little bit terrified

That this could be our final goodbye

(Turn around, Pucky) Every now and then we fall apart

(Turn around, Pucky) Every now and then we fall apart

And we need you now today

And we need you more than ever

And if you’d only come back to us

We’ll be letting you go never

And we’d only be feeling all right

’Cause seeing you can never be wrong

Having you here would make everything fine

Despair is like a shadow on us all of the time (all of the time)

We don’t know what to do and we’re always in the dark

We’re living some cruel nightmare that’s no walk in the park

We really need you today

Forever’s gonna start today

Forever’s gonna start today

Once upon a time we had Beatrix to love

But now we seem miles apart

There’s nothing we can do

A total eclipse of the heart

Once upon a time there was light in our lives

But now we only cry in the dark

Nothing we can say

A total eclipse of the heart

[Bonnie Tyler, singer; written by James Richard Steinman]

In my mind, I see the mailman ringing the bell to ask the Woman if she knows who the kitten belongs to. The woman will of course recognize Beatrix and bring her into the house. Hopefully the boys will see the mailman but even if they don’t, Bea will fill the boys in on her adventure and rescue while the Woman calls the bookstore to give Bea’s owner the good news!

OT: Kitten Yen update!

Hi Beatrix! Hi Mr. Postman!

All of this would never have happened if Bea was an indoors-only cat. Don’t mean to be a grouch but I feel very strongly about this.

Today is:

Miniature Golf Day — FORE!!! All the frustration of golf without the good long walk, golf carts, or caddies. While real golf has been described as “a good walk spoiled,” it can no longer be so described—How many golfers actually walk the eighteen holes, any more? How many can, especially carrying a golf bag full of clubs? (They are, admittedly, heavy.) Golf is a game of skill, brains, and a relatively low amount of strength. It would be a lot healthier if the golfer had to walk. (Concessions for those too old or physically impaired, of course.) Miniature golf was supposedly invented so women could play. They were not supposed to raise their arms over their heads … Say what? Ladies, progress has been made. After all, the game was invented by men wearing skirts …

Escapology Day —This is the day Houdini first performed his Water Torture Cell escape. It was an illusion (and an expensive one: The cell apparently cost over $10,000 to build, in 1912 dollars. All he needed after that were 10,000 suckers to break even. I’m quite sure he did not go with the lowest bidder. It also had a safety: Two large plugs in the bottom he could pull in an emergency to let the water out—he wasn’t counting on those 10,000 “suckers.”

National Pecan Cookie Day —Other than those allergic, is there anyone who doesn’t like pecans? I didn’t know that a pecan tree is actually a kind of hickory—one of the hardest trees produces one of the softest nuts (once you get past the shell.) I resemble that remark …

They’re in for a big surprise!

Woo hooooooo!!!! USPS IS THE BEST!!!

Turn around! There is a real live mailman!

Ohboyohboyohboy!!!

This brought a huge smile to my face today – happy reunion coming soon!

Could I ask – what was little Bea doing outside in the first place? A concerned citizen wants to know.

Yay! Beatrix is saved by the mythical postman!

I’d love to walk around my neighborhood, carrying Bea on my shoulders.

♪"Beatrix, on my shoulders

makes me happy"♫

Oh Pucky, please don’t sleep through the mailman’s visit!

The postman always delivers!

Oh well, guess Puck is going to miss out on his buddy.

Get ready for a lot of hugging and cat tears!

The Postman Cometh.

Oh my cat! I am so excited. Look at Bea’s sweet face so eager and the mailman smiling. Puck is going to be over the moon. What if Elvis sees and finally comes a believer because the mailman brought Bea back?

OMC!!! Pucky, you need to turn around right now sweet boy!

Oh, Elvis. If I didn’t know you’d swat at me, I’d pick you up and cuddle you.

I love those happy faces!!!

PUCKY! Turn around, Pucky!!!

I needed this today! <3

Will she arrive as “COD” or “postage due”? (For the younguns amongst us, back in the day the post office would “collect on delivery”—COD— the cost of shipped merchandise, and if the sender had failed to put enough postage on an envelope, the recipient would be asked to pay the difference.)

Cannot LOVE this any more than I do

In panel 3, Puck looks so sad and dejected, but in panel 4 his ears are going back and he’s starting to pull out of his nose on toes coil. He is aware that something is going on behind him. Did he perhaps get poked by Tillie’s notebook? Can he hear Beatrix? There’s going to be a lot of folks sitting by their screens and hitting “refresh” over and over at 1:00 AM EDT waiting to see what happens next!

after this last weekend at work…I totally relate to Elvis’ “facedesk”

Pucky! Turn around!