Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for December 23, 2020

I knew it!

Pucky’s little eyebrows, my goodness.

Nana to the rescue!

C’mon, Woman, you HAD to know this would come up when you got Nana involved. And look how happy the Boy is, it’s just what he needed to hear!

Let he (or she) who is without sin cast the first . . .

Who am I kidding? Georgia wasn’t gonna be casting any stones!

Aren’t Nanas great? Just a few words and there’s a big smile!

Parents finding out what their parents went through.

OT

Whew, if that Mickey Mouse thing caught on, we might be reading “Breaking Rat News” today…

My mom tells me that when I was about two years old, I would scribble on the wall and then blame it on our dog. “Jenny did that,” indeed, LOL. Whatever would we do without moms? :D

I love Nana’s little Santa hat perched on the laptop!

BUSTED! LOL!

Been enjoying some movies. Figured I would share a song from one of them.

“This road leads to Rainbowville

Going My Way

Up ahead is Blue Bird Hill

Going My Way

Just pack a basket full of wishes

And off you start

With Sunday morning in your heart

Round the bend you’ll see a sign

“Dreamers Highway”

Happiness is down the line

Going My Way

The smiles you’ll gather

Will look well on you

Oh, I hope you’re Going My Way too"

The Woman’s secret is out!

If the Disney lawyers read this strip, Georgia is doomed!

Before the final countdown begins, I would like to wish all Orbsters and their loved ones, both human and otherwise, the merriest of Christmases. The year of straight-up poop is almost over and I pray the new one will be a much better one for all of us. Now get out there and deck those halls!

I have heard the reason grand parents and grand children get along so well is they have a common enemy

OT – Asking for boops, prayers and warm thoughts for my best friend Don

Grandma knows all Mum’s little secrets… And Pucks.

Would their Nana by any chance be willing to adopt me? Even though I may be the same age she is?

Ha ha ha! I knew it!

It’s a well known fact that kids, who draw on walls, become cartoonists! She said, as she pointed at herself!

OMC!! Pucky in that third panel…my heart is melting.

Nanas fix everything.

Plus ça change …

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

Queen Catshepsut the Golden: In honor of the recent un-crime wave, I would like to declare this year’s Feast of Giving Day as Do Someone a Solid Day.

Thomios: But I was going to make soup to give to everyone.

The Queen: That’s quite alright. A solid can be a liquid in this case.

Puckmosis: What sort things should we do?

The Queen: Anything. As long as it helps someone.

Beatrixia: Puck, we were talking about finding found objects for Sophititi to create her works of art.

Puckmosis: Right. Let’s get on it after this meeting.

Burt-Ra: I have some things to take to the Cosmos Garden. Everyone give me a list of what they want me to bring back.

The Queen: Are you taking Avenger or Vann.

Burt-Ra: I’ll take Kara and Vann. It’s Hump Day, and they said they’d like to take a trip. Besides, Avenger said he and Emma have announcement to make.

The Queen: I’m sure we will all be excited to hear their news.

Have yourself a lovely painted canvass

Let your smile be bright

From now on

Your worries will be out of sight

Be yourself, sweet, caring little artist

The Nana made your day

From now on

Puck’s troubles will be miles away

Now we hear of the olden days

Wall mouse-painting days of yore

Tales from the Nana who is dear to us

Dries our tears for us once more

Through the years we all will paint together

If the landlord allows

Thank the precious Nana, she’s the cat’s meow

And have yourself a merry little Catmas now

(Blane Ralph / Martin Hugh – Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas)

Grandpa’s very good at this also! My dad told me to go look in a mirror one time when I was getting frustrated with something my daughter was doing. Then told me not to act surprised because acts just like I did at that age.

I saw the actual rainbow that this story is based on, Georgia posted it on social media. Episodes like this that happen in real life are absolute gold when you are writing.

Nana’s got me all weepy over here.

Thank Cat that Santa understands little kitties, too.

How many here are accustomed to use the word “Nana” for grandmother (or were when they were children)?

Just curious. I always called my grandmother “Grandma”, or “Granma” before I learned to enunciate. Never heard the term “nana” until I was older. But it seems to be extremely common. Is it a regional thing, or was it?

She is still drawing on a wall, it’s just digital

Here’s the real story from Georgia’s Facebook (I posted this yesterday but very late) As we all suspected, this is based on a true story from a few years ago. Here’s what Georgia wrote: "Folks have asked all week if this BCN storyline happened in real life. Yes, it did! And today’s the day, four years ago. In real life, I kept my acrylic paints in a drawer next to our bed. I stored them fast in a move, and as I don’t use them as often as my watercolors, they were forgotten until the Boy discovered them during nap time. A few days before Christmas, and being only three years old, he decided to try and make a rainbow as a surprise… At the time, my face was very much as it was yesterday—but when he explained his intentions in a crumpling voice “I tried to make a rainbow… it was hard”, it just was the saddest, sweetest thing. It was a tough week that year of many little accidents, spills, and misunderstandings of the age. During one the next day, is when he fretfully cried out, “Santee is no coming, eh he” (And here I’ll stop explaining, so you can see the rest of the story play out this week…)Here are some photos of how we lived around it for a time, one of the Girl from back then, and one from two years ago sharing his quote. The photo of him standing proudly beside it is from the day we moved out of our apartment, when it had become a treasured piece of art (we actually loved his color choices). We had a terrific property manager and handy man at that place who were each parents too and both incredibly understanding. When we fessed up and asked what color paint we could buy to repair the wall, they told us not to worry about it, that they had needed to repaint the walls anyway. So, so nice of them!

You’ll be hearing from Team Rodent’s attorneys by morning, Woman. No statute of limitation on crimes against perpetual copyright holders, don’tcha know?

The Boy has been scrubbed but has Puck? Since we can’t see his chin, it’s hard to tell.

Busted!

And Happy Festivus, to those who celebrate it! :-)

I remember going to the Louisa May Alcott house with my kids, and being amazed that the Alcotts let May Alcott (basis for Amy in Little Women) draw and paint all over the walls. And she grew up to be a successful artist, even beating out Mary Cassatt for a spot in the Paris salon! She trained the man who sculpted the Lincoln Memorial. If she hadn’t died so young, I think we would be talking about the Alcott sisters…not just Louisa. So there is a long and distinguished history of painting on walls! Go for it! (And yes, the attic in our house is well muraled!)

A nice story. Makes me miss Nana

Wishing everyone in the orb a very Merry Christmas. Hope the big guy brings you want you want and need especially Peace, Joy, Love and Healing.

My BCN calendar is listed as being “out for delivery!” Whoo-hoo. ::Tigger bouncing with happiness::

WTG Nana! She said the right thing and now The Boy and Puck can be more at ease.

I love the little laptop hat.

LMAOOOOO

All this has made me remember the time I accused my kids of drawing with magic markers on our white dog. Turns out she had just been sitting under them while they ate (melting) popsicles!

So Nana saw a cartoon when Georgia was a little girl. Makes me think the boy may have a career as an artist some day.

I just want to report that I have just finished my first mug of tea (cinnamon spice) out of my brand new Quinn Animal Shelter mug (featuring pictures of Baby Tommy, Baby Lupin and Baby Pucky with his beloved Buzzy Mouse). It was excellent!

Christmas, the year of stress for both adults and children.

Happy festivus!

Do toe beans on the Boy count?

Mom’s love the “you-did-it-too” “gotcha”. Grandmoms live for it.

Today is:

Festivus: For all the Scrooges who don’t like the other holidays this time of year. When I actually bothered (today) to find out about this “holiday,” I was taken aback. While I approve of the anti-commercialism and anti-franticness of the idea, I think they threw the baby out with the bathwater. That’s about what I’d expect from Seinfeld. They’d have done better to celebrate:

Saturnalia: The ancient Roman celebration of the Winter Solstice, which ran from December 17 through the 23rd, and sounds very similar to modern celebrations. Two of its characteristics were role reversal and a general flouting of the rules and norms of society. This holiday I propose Lupin for the King of Saturnalia (Lord of Chaos), as he is perfect for the role.

HumanLight: Celebrating ethics, tolerance, critical reason, and science. The world is and will be what we make it.

National Pfeffernüsse Day: “Pepper Nuts Day,” and they make good sling ammunition—you can always claim you were trying to give them a cookie. Tossing these cookies could get you arrested for assault or vandalism. I used to crack hazelnut shells in my teeth, and pfeffernüsse are too hard for me. They are true geologic cookies. Supposedly they get softer as they age. Like what, a geologic epoch later?

Apologies to burke129529. I could not find a reference to Geezers Day. However, being one myself, I hereby “officially” recognize, acknowledge, and proclaim that today is, indeed, Geezers Day! Io! Saturnalia! and hail to Saturn, the ancient God of Old Age!

All the comments about the Giant Rat Corporation: I don’t see the reference, but I’ve avoided all things Disney, unless also Pixar, for a long time.

Yes Nana but you probably owned your house.

Muralism runs in the family.

Awww! I love it <3 <3

So good to see hope back in the boy’s eyes!

Ah-Ha

Something she didn’t want the Boy to know about.

Meanwhile … the Girl is off doing … what. Has that safe arrived yet?

The Nana to the rescue!

O.O

Thank goodness Nana is back!

We got our calendar!! YAY !!!

True confession: At the age of 6, I CARVED a Christmas star into my mom’s DESK for a present

“Thanks Nana, I feel better!” cried the Boy. “Oh no, you’re still not getting any presents from Santa. You goofed up bad!” stated Nana.

Sheesh, sometimes I’m GLAD I don’t celebrate Christmas than depressed, but I’m mostly depressed :(