much to love here. first, the mayor’s friendly, white beard. but give it up for her traveling suit and matching purse and suitcase! not to mention that gorgeous pillbox hat!not just an artist, but she was a fashionista as well!
Translation from cursive:1: April 11th. I was the mayor’s cat. Loved and well cared for. He was very kind.2. He died, and his children had no room for a little cat. (Traveling suit) (My suitcase).3. The town eccentric has taken me in. She already cares for two older gentlemen cats, but assured me her house is big enough.4. Her name is Freddie Quinn.
This is going to be one of the best arcs in BCN ever, of course it is really hard to make a top 10 arc list isn’t it between the arcs like this. Just to name a few faves: when Tommy was found, when Beatrix was found, this past Halloween arc with the “escapees”, the Halloween arc when Tilly gets reunited with Freddie, the arc with Jules, young Baba Mouse and senior Angus, the Robber Mice escaping the lab, the Leprechaun, The trunk in the attic dilemna where Elvis had to join forces with Tabitha with an assist from the RCO to save his friend etc…….. There are too many to count but this is gonna be a top for sure! Awesome.
I love the microphone sticking in under the cabinet. It makes it quite an event. “And now, live from beneath the furniture, we have a touching history moment.”
It’s the standard set-up. The heroine has lost her family, and is all alone in the world. She is taken in by a kind person (since it’s Freddie, we know this person really is kind) and begins life in a new place. At first she concentrates on getting used to her new surroundings, but then she begins to notice things that are a bit odd.
She finds a key that doesn’t fit any door in the house. She finds a picture of a distinguished looking man in slightly old-fashioned clothes. But the next time she looks for it, it has gone, and everyone denies any knowledge of it. (The housekeeper exchanges Significant Glances with the gardener.)
She hears a sound like sobbing at night, but they say it is just a noise from the plumbing. One day, while she is in the garden, she glimpses a strange face at one of the upstairs windows, but when she goes upstairs, she cannot even find the room.
(Am I throwing out spoilers here?)
The cellar is surprisingly small for so large a house.
Lady Jane’s illustrations are beautiful. I love her writing style, so evocative of the time she lived: “traveling suit,” local “eccentric,” “two older gentleman cats.”
What a lovely portrait of Freddie. No wonder she is Lady Jane coming from such a high office. It looks like those wonderful folks who replied to my comment yesterday might be right: Carl and the unidentified sea captain could very easily be the two older gentleman cats.
Panel two gave me visions of sweet Lady Jane standing all alone at the railway station, with no one there to pick her up. Thank Cat for “The Town Eccentric!”
A small detail but no one has mentioned it yet: the mayor is not dressed in a fancy suit, but a blue checked shirt and red suspenders (braces if there are any Britishfolk reading). This must be his at-home garb.
Elvis-Anum: While you go to the No Longer Hidden Library, I’ll take a look at the scroll and see what Jamila writes.
Beatrixia: Fair enough. Then we can compare notes tonight after dinner.
Sometime Later
Elvis-Anum: This scroll appears to be in a rather old-fashioned script. No matter. If I can decipher Tengwar this should be easy.
Reading On
Ever since I was a kitten I have dreamt of becoming an Artisan in the court of the Pharaoh Almon-Joybar. My family has arranged for me to train in the finest artisan school in the world The Academy of Really Neat Stuff. But the school is in far-off Afar. I wish to follow my dream, but I still am afraid. I have never been out of Egypt.
Today I arrived at the Academy. The trip was nice enough. The camels Wednesday and Next Day were very kind. They tell me Afar is a very nice place, and I should have no trouble fitting in. I certainly hope so.
Meanwhile, at the No Longer Hidden Library
Beatrixia: Let’s start in the 930s, and see what we’ll find.
Ora Z: No problem. Let’s go!
Bea: Alright. You and I’ll gather what we can, and Soph and Violet starting reading and taking notes.
Sometime Later, back at the Palace
Bea: Elvis, we’ve brought back a few scrolls that mention Jamila.
Elvis: Did the Royal Procurers need to use their stealth to obtain them?
“Now tell me about yourself, sweet, lovely Sylvia” queried Lady Jane.
Sylvia swallowed the bit of food she was feasting on, pausing to gaze out the window at the orange sky of sunrise. “I was the only offspring of the mayor of the town where I was born.” Sylvia began. “Our town was a poor one, the inhabitants were an unhappy lot. One night an impassioned clowder appeared at our door. They angrily blamed their troubles upon him, hissing vile, ugly, untrue things about him being the cause of all of their hardships. In the heat of their passion, violence broke out.”
“Freddie, my beau was visiting at the time." Sylvia continued, "He tried to defend father, but there were too many of them. I managed to make my escape through a broken window. I’ve been wondering these many weeks now, living the best that I can on what I can find, sleeping in sheds or any other place that would give me a bit of shelter. I have no place in this world, no skills, no possessions of any kind, and no prospects for my future.”
“Lady Jane” Sylvia continued. “Your kindness to me is overwhelming.” I know of no way that I could ever repay you for what you have done for me, but repay you I shall, I pledge this to you.” Tears welled in Sylvia’s eyes as she
Lady Jane sat looking at Sylvia, quietly contemplating the tale she had just heard. “Sweet, lovely Sylvia, you owe me nothing, but I may be in a position to provide some assistance to you." Lady Jane spoke soothingly. "Let’s go now and get you cleaned up and then we shall have a talk about your future.”
You know, it actually doesn’t surprise me that Quinn had a reputation for being the “crazy cat lady” at the time, but props to Quinn nonetheless—she certainly owned it.
Awwwwww. I always feel so sad for pets who outlive their owners. They don’t understand. No one can explain to them. It’s not their fault. There’s nothing they can do. Suddenly they’re no longer beloved family members, they’re “things” to be managed.
Poor Lady Jane. I know she’s going to be OK and so happy and loved, but she must have been so scared.
(And very very cute in her little traveling suit, of course.)
A friend is a mobile vet. She has a contract with a large retirement community. She’s helped rehome cats and dogs after deaths. So many older people have family who promise to take care of the pet, but they are happy to dump it or put it down instead.
This is one of my biggest worries when one of my pets die and I think about replacing him/her. Will someone take them in. Guess I need to ask those questions now and adjust my trust accordingly.
So this is going to be a Freddie story then. Pass the popcorn. And not microwaved, thank you. Might also need a few boxes of tissues. And hope I don’t get almost driven away from the strip (again).
It’s just dawning on me now that the portraits look like they were drawn with colored pencils. A unique and distinctive look for this narrator. I love it!
Water is leaking from the ceiling and is now all over my computer and keyboard and my screen is all blurry. I blame the snow and freezing temperatures for it.
Today I rescued another cat. That is 2 in two months. My housemate is keeping this one in her office with her. There are now an even dozen in the house.
McColl34 Premium Member almost 2 years ago
Tommy is a conscientious reporter, sticking his microphone under there so everyone can hear her reading!
WelshRat Premium Member almost 2 years ago
Of course it is. The PBH is for all cats, especially Sophie’s.
thelsrc almost 2 years ago
Lady Jane is quite the storyteller. And artist.
uncle snipe almost 2 years ago
much to love here. first, the mayor’s friendly, white beard. but give it up for her traveling suit and matching purse and suitcase! not to mention that gorgeous pillbox hat!not just an artist, but she was a fashionista as well!
2GreyCats almost 2 years ago
I absolutely love this.
stairsteppublishing almost 2 years ago
What a wonderful story.
MrsXandamere almost 2 years ago
Oh no I’m going to cry aren’t I?
emiesty Premium Member almost 2 years ago
I spy … purple kitty feet wallpaper. Love how the little touches keep the big loop going.
lopaka almost 2 years ago
All stand and cheer for Freddie Quinn.
Last Rose Of Summer Premium Member almost 2 years ago
The new house has old history…perfect!
cb8ty almost 2 years ago
I think it’s true. She WAS at the very beginning of Freddie’s animal shelter. With two other gentleman cats. Angus? Carl? Who?
DennisinSeattle almost 2 years ago
Translation from cursive:1: April 11th. I was the mayor’s cat. Loved and well cared for. He was very kind.2. He died, and his children had no room for a little cat. (Traveling suit) (My suitcase).3. The town eccentric has taken me in. She already cares for two older gentlemen cats, but assured me her house is big enough.4. Her name is Freddie Quinn.
TampaFanatic1 almost 2 years ago
This is going to be one of the best arcs in BCN ever, of course it is really hard to make a top 10 arc list isn’t it between the arcs like this. Just to name a few faves: when Tommy was found, when Beatrix was found, this past Halloween arc with the “escapees”, the Halloween arc when Tilly gets reunited with Freddie, the arc with Jules, young Baba Mouse and senior Angus, the Robber Mice escaping the lab, the Leprechaun, The trunk in the attic dilemna where Elvis had to join forces with Tabitha with an assist from the RCO to save his friend etc…….. There are too many to count but this is gonna be a top for sure! Awesome.
FreyjaRN Premium Member almost 2 years ago
Ms. Quinn is a saint.
I AM CARTOON LADY! almost 2 years ago
Little Lady Jane, knew she’d be a comfort to a scared new comer, someday! Love the drawings!
jewlie almost 2 years ago
I love the microphone sticking in under the cabinet. It makes it quite an event. “And now, live from beneath the furniture, we have a touching history moment.”
Robin Harwood almost 2 years ago
It’s the standard set-up. The heroine has lost her family, and is all alone in the world. She is taken in by a kind person (since it’s Freddie, we know this person really is kind) and begins life in a new place. At first she concentrates on getting used to her new surroundings, but then she begins to notice things that are a bit odd.
She finds a key that doesn’t fit any door in the house. She finds a picture of a distinguished looking man in slightly old-fashioned clothes. But the next time she looks for it, it has gone, and everyone denies any knowledge of it. (The housekeeper exchanges Significant Glances with the gardener.)
She hears a sound like sobbing at night, but they say it is just a noise from the plumbing. One day, while she is in the garden, she glimpses a strange face at one of the upstairs windows, but when she goes upstairs, she cannot even find the room.
(Am I throwing out spoilers here?)
The cellar is surprisingly small for so large a house.
artchick530 almost 2 years ago
Lady Jane’s illustrations are beautiful. I love her writing style, so evocative of the time she lived: “traveling suit,” local “eccentric,” “two older gentleman cats.”
cat19632001 almost 2 years ago
Fie on children with no place for a little cat.
rs0204 Premium Member almost 2 years ago
Traveling suits, train cases, white gloves, and pillbox hats. The good ole days.
Katzen1415 almost 2 years ago
What a lovely portrait of Freddie. No wonder she is Lady Jane coming from such a high office. It looks like those wonderful folks who replied to my comment yesterday might be right: Carl and the unidentified sea captain could very easily be the two older gentleman cats.
T_Lexi almost 2 years ago
Panel two gave me visions of sweet Lady Jane standing all alone at the railway station, with no one there to pick her up. Thank Cat for “The Town Eccentric!”
diskus Premium Member almost 2 years ago
Im an eccentric
ekw555 almost 2 years ago
“the town eccentric” – now there’s a title to aspire to!
rroxxanna almost 2 years ago
A small detail but no one has mentioned it yet: the mayor is not dressed in a fancy suit, but a blue checked shirt and red suspenders (braces if there are any Britishfolk reading). This must be his at-home garb.
Kitty Katz almost 2 years ago
Meanwhile, Back on the Nile
Elvis-Anum: While you go to the No Longer Hidden Library, I’ll take a look at the scroll and see what Jamila writes.
Beatrixia: Fair enough. Then we can compare notes tonight after dinner.
Sometime Later
Elvis-Anum: This scroll appears to be in a rather old-fashioned script. No matter. If I can decipher Tengwar this should be easy.
Reading On
Ever since I was a kitten I have dreamt of becoming an Artisan in the court of the Pharaoh Almon-Joybar. My family has arranged for me to train in the finest artisan school in the world The Academy of Really Neat Stuff. But the school is in far-off Afar. I wish to follow my dream, but I still am afraid. I have never been out of Egypt.
Today I arrived at the Academy. The trip was nice enough. The camels Wednesday and Next Day were very kind. They tell me Afar is a very nice place, and I should have no trouble fitting in. I certainly hope so.
Meanwhile, at the No Longer Hidden Library
Beatrixia: Let’s start in the 930s, and see what we’ll find.
Ora Z: No problem. Let’s go!
Bea: Alright. You and I’ll gather what we can, and Soph and Violet starting reading and taking notes.
Sometime Later, back at the Palace
Bea: Elvis, we’ve brought back a few scrolls that mention Jamila.
Elvis: Did the Royal Procurers need to use their stealth to obtain them?
Agnes-Ata: No, silly. I used my library card.
ladykat almost 2 years ago
If I had enough money, I could be an eccentric. As it is, I’m just weird. I’m loving Lady Jane’s story.
Daltongang Premium Member almost 2 years ago
Chapter Five, Sylvia tells her story
“Now tell me about yourself, sweet, lovely Sylvia” queried Lady Jane.
Sylvia swallowed the bit of food she was feasting on, pausing to gaze out the window at the orange sky of sunrise. “I was the only offspring of the mayor of the town where I was born.” Sylvia began. “Our town was a poor one, the inhabitants were an unhappy lot. One night an impassioned clowder appeared at our door. They angrily blamed their troubles upon him, hissing vile, ugly, untrue things about him being the cause of all of their hardships. In the heat of their passion, violence broke out.”
“Freddie, my beau was visiting at the time." Sylvia continued, "He tried to defend father, but there were too many of them. I managed to make my escape through a broken window. I’ve been wondering these many weeks now, living the best that I can on what I can find, sleeping in sheds or any other place that would give me a bit of shelter. I have no place in this world, no skills, no possessions of any kind, and no prospects for my future.”
“Lady Jane” Sylvia continued. “Your kindness to me is overwhelming.” I know of no way that I could ever repay you for what you have done for me, but repay you I shall, I pledge this to you.” Tears welled in Sylvia’s eyes as she
Lady Jane sat looking at Sylvia, quietly contemplating the tale she had just heard. “Sweet, lovely Sylvia, you owe me nothing, but I may be in a position to provide some assistance to you." Lady Jane spoke soothingly. "Let’s go now and get you cleaned up and then we shall have a talk about your future.”
anomalous4 almost 2 years ago
ALT TEXT:
April 11…I was the mayor’s cat. Love and well cared for. He was very kind.
He died, and his children had no room for a little cat. (Traveling suit – My suitcase)
The town eccentric has taken me in. She already cares for two older gentlemen cats, but assured me her house is big enough.
scyphi26 almost 2 years ago
You know, it actually doesn’t surprise me that Quinn had a reputation for being the “crazy cat lady” at the time, but props to Quinn nonetheless—she certainly owned it.
Le'letha Premium Member almost 2 years ago
Awwwwww. I always feel so sad for pets who outlive their owners. They don’t understand. No one can explain to them. It’s not their fault. There’s nothing they can do. Suddenly they’re no longer beloved family members, they’re “things” to be managed.
Poor Lady Jane. I know she’s going to be OK and so happy and loved, but she must have been so scared.
(And very very cute in her little traveling suit, of course.)
The Wolf In Your Midst almost 2 years ago
Ohhhhh boy. The onion ninjas are going to be putting in some overtime with this strip!
Red Bird almost 2 years ago
My eyes are now overflowing as we speak.
JohnTheFoole almost 2 years ago
Goto the Breaking Cat news website, April 10, 2016.There’s the story!
La Gata Loca almost 2 years ago
Yay, more stories from the Freddie Quinn files!
xsintricks almost 2 years ago
I wonder if Scully and Mulder need to investigate.
FatRat5005 ◑︿◐ almost 2 years ago
Hey Georgia, do you think that you could change the font for when the cats are speaking? I love the comics, but sometimes I can’t make out the words.
amanda.elliott3619 almost 2 years ago
whos freddy quin?
marilynnbyerly almost 2 years ago
A friend is a mobile vet. She has a contract with a large retirement community. She’s helped rehome cats and dogs after deaths. So many older people have family who promise to take care of the pet, but they are happy to dump it or put it down instead.
turner7811 Premium Member almost 2 years ago
Begone, Onion Ninjas!
willie_mctell almost 2 years ago
She’s landing in a good place.
BeniHanna6 Premium Member almost 2 years ago
This is one of my biggest worries when one of my pets die and I think about replacing him/her. Will someone take them in. Guess I need to ask those questions now and adjust my trust accordingly.
knight1192a almost 2 years ago
So this is going to be a Freddie story then. Pass the popcorn. And not microwaved, thank you. Might also need a few boxes of tissues. And hope I don’t get almost driven away from the strip (again).
NyahNyahNyah almost 2 years ago
Has Nobody noticed the Mayor’s eyes?
The Mayor has Cat’s Eyes!
Georgia puts many wonderful and tiny details (Easter Eggs?) in her strips!
(=^･ｪ･^=)
Le'letha Premium Member almost 2 years ago
It’s just dawning on me now that the portraits look like they were drawn with colored pencils. A unique and distinctive look for this narrator. I love it!
I'm Sad almost 2 years ago
Water is leaking from the ceiling and is now all over my computer and keyboard and my screen is all blurry. I blame the snow and freezing temperatures for it.
DDD{10} almost 2 years ago
ha! funny!
Fennec! at the Disco almost 2 years ago
Lady Jane’s portrait of Freddie Quinn looks, in my opinion, amazingly like The Woman! (And therefore, like Georgia.)
crazeekatlady almost 2 years ago
Today I rescued another cat. That is 2 in two months. My housemate is keeping this one in her office with her. There are now an even dozen in the house.
metagalaxy1970 almost 2 years ago
Her traveling suit!!!!!! Little suitcase!!!!!! Klennix!!!!!!!!!!
knight1192a almost 2 years ago
OT
kittylover.truitt almost 2 years ago
Awwwww!
kittylover.truitt almost 2 years ago
The art on this blows me away ! Wow Georgia you’ve done it again! And the traveling suit! Awwwwwwww
Taracinablue almost 2 years ago
Oh, a chance to experiment with a new art style. Looks like colored pencil =)