Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for December 16, 2022

Poofy Elvis!

Well, you know, he hasn’t had much pouncing practice yet, and as it is a vital feline skill, more practice is in order.

(Good job, by the way. It isn’t easy to get Puck to poof!)

Look at this little prankster! Such a big smile! We love to see it.

There’s going to be a big mushroom cloud soon from all that popping

Does this make him a “pop star”?

Iggy continues to feel more at home.. and be super adorable as he scares everyone with his pop ins. Also the first time Elvis has been mad at Iggy since he moved in.

All around the Big Pink House,

Little Iggy chased the geezers.

He stopped to pounce on Elvis’ tail

POP! goes the meezer!

Half a pound of tenpenny tuna,

Half a pound of cheddar cheezer.

Mix it up and make it nice,

POP! goes the meezer!

Er… boys, kittens do that. Don’t you remember when you were kittens?

He’s not popping. He’s making THEM pop!

And when are they going to get names? Little Pirate Vampire cat said they were open to suggestions.

OT

I just love Iggy’s crooked little tail.

“Go away kid ya botter me.” W.C. Fields or Foghorn Leghorn

Iggy’s as cute as a toebean!

Love the differences in Poofening here. Puck just says “Oh, darn, my tail’s gone bottlebrush again…” while Elvis is already well on the way to freaking out. Which one of you do you think Iggy’s more likely to keep sneaking up on, Elvis?

Little cat is definitely feeling better.

Of course, it’s not just kittens who do that. Isn’t that right, Mr. Invisible?

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

Maat-Tilda: I can show you many fabric techniques. Is there a specific one you want to learn?

Iggy: I’d like to learn how to repair fishing nets.

Tillie: I can help you there. You need the right string, a shuttle and a gauge. Here’s how it goes…

Sometime Later

Freshwater Cat: That’s odd. I thought we had more nets than this. And I don’t see the ones I was planning to mend.

Saltwater Cat: It seems like there have been a few strange occurrences around here. Things disappear and reappear in better condition.

Meanwhile, Back at the Palace

Lupinium: I was looking for my old tumbling mat, and then I found it had been cleaned and re-surfaced.

Puckmosis: It almost sounds like another un-crime wave has started.

“POPCORN!”

Iggy – don’t try that with Baba Mouse.

“Little cat”. I JUST realized they don’t have names yet in the comic!!!

Iggy the poppin’ kitty

Has a very darling pose

And whenever Elvis sees it

You could say his gasket blows

Some of the older cats there

Used to feel almost the same

They never knew when Iggy

Was gonna play his poppin’ game

Now it’s close to Christmas Eve

And Pucky’s gotta say

“Iggy, with your smile so bright

I can feel your joy tonight"

Then he’ll show how much he loves Ig

As he’s shouting out with glee

“Iggy the best smol popper

You give me a scare and squeee!"

- Johnny Marks – Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer

Iggy reminds me of a certain tiger kitten. Dad refers to him as the Little Leopard.

My “Itty Bitty Demolition Committee” (Oogie Boogie and Boudicca, aka The Demon Sibs), born and bred off-season at Texas Renaissance Festival, are now a wise and rather laid-back 10.5 years old. This just means that their shenanigans are less noisy and a whole lot more imaginative.

Love him!

Seriously – Am I the first to think of:

IGGY POP!

Once again, the enthusiasm of youth is on full display. He has not tried it on Lupin and Goldie yet, I am curious how they will react.

Iggy brings out the Elvis’ best sunflower impression!

Did Iggy steal the idea from the Pop tarts in the toaster?

Once you pop, you can’t stop.

Aw, Iggy’s really showing his personality. He’s settled right in. Lovin’ the poofs!

OMC Look at Puck’s tail!!!

Pop! POOF. Pop! POOF.

That sort of behaviour is how my cat Spook got her name.

Stop, pop and roll (with it)!

Rhiow might consider recruiting him.

Aw the little feller just wants to has fun.

Pop goes the Iggy!

OT: Early morning thought: why do men’s pyjama pants have pockets and women’s don’t?

Brace yourself, Lupin. You could be next.

Totally off topic, except that somebody somewhere was discussing weather:

Dashing through the snow

In open-sandled feet

O’er the yard we go

Praying for some heat

Dog with urgent need

Has to go outside

What fun it is to walk and plead

“Let’s hurry back inside”

Frozen toes Frozen toes

Frozen all the way

Oh what fun it is to walk

The puppy poop parade

Pop! Pop! Pop!

Pop ’til you drop

Move it ’til you lose it

Pop! Pop! Pop! — The Nylons, “Bop ’Til You Drop.”

I’m a Popper.

You’re a Popper.

He’s a Popper.

She’s a Popper.

Wouldn’t you like to be a Popper too?

Iggy Popper; I’m Iggy Popper!

We’ll call him the Poofmaster. He causes poofs where ever he goes even to the unpoofable.

Oooohhh Elvis, looking tough!!!

It’s just great to see the little guy smiling and happy!

One kitty at the colony liked to do that when she was a kitten, her name is Boo.

tail poof! Elvis poof! Just a wonderful kitty.

This may develop into the Lurk ’n Nip.

I had a Siamese who would do that but his “pop” always included a “bop”. He loved “counting coup” on both cats and people.

ROFL! That does happen around here at times. Though Nyla prefers – not popping out, but leaping at. Me, Housemate, Microwave repairman (who fortunately had a cat that they bottle-raised, so he was not affected!). Where a couple of months ago it was my lower legs, now it’s my thighs that look like I’ve been fighting with rose bushes in a blackberry patch.

She also likes chasing the big cats.

Iggy Pop?

What do you expect, he’s one of the undead. They pop up without warning, you know.

It’s so heartwarming when they start getting comfortable and showing their personalities.