Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for May 12, 2024

Poor Pucky Bear! But at least he got a bit of the spa treatment. Now we wait to see if The Boy will have similar consequences for His actions.

Somehow I can’t imagine Puck (or really any cat) being that cool and calm about getting a bath.

Ora Zella power barfing reminds me of my firstborn son, Aaron. One day when he was about one, he had just had his bottle. I was carrying him upright and facing front (I knew what to expect). He started to urps a little just as I passed the dog. The dog thought it was manna from heaven and started licking it up. Suddenly Aaron power barfed all over the dog’s head and back! The dog didn’t miss a beat and kept lapping it up. Unfortunately, the lion’s share was all over the dog, so I ended up handing Aaron off to Mom and taking the dog out back for a much-needed hosing down.

Wait, does this mean the Boy got into the birdseed. too? ;D

I think this is at least partially based on real life. Not sure if Ora Zella ever barfed after eating birdseed, but I am pretty sure Georgia has said she has to be careful not to leave birdseed out or Ora Zella will get into it.

I’m not even a parent and every panel of this comic is making me flinch so hard I may yet compress into a point and disappear. OUCH. I just bet this is based on a true story (or possibly several). Sympathies.

Sunday Funday

It’s not a good night for the Woman. Love Goldie, sleepholding Ora Zella in the last panel.

It’s contagious. ;-)

I wonder what book Puck was reading.

Even reading about barfing makes me queasy. One night, when then 3-yr-old DD was repeatedly sick in the bathroom, I was holding her head and wiping it with a cool cloth, then running into the kitchen to vomit there. I felt that I’d earned my motherhood badge that night.

The 5th panel is the funniest i’ve ever seen in this comic…

I hope when the Woman wakes up after finally getting to sleep that she has a

Happy Mother’s Day!!!!!

My husband picked up our ( then newborn) son and swung him up while saying something silly. Yep, right in his open mouth. First time I actually saw someone turn green.

Happy Day to all mothers, godmothers, grandmothers, and everyone who’s helped to mother children!

This comic truly depicts the dedication of parenthood. Georgia, I wish you a very Happy Mother’s Day!

Much as I always enjoy seeing Elvis with his reading glasses, I enjoy seeing Puck with a towel wrapped around his head. :-)

Eh even bears is eats bird seeds. If you no belief me just ask Patrick Conley.

Bird(seed) Flu !!! … :)

TODAY ON BCN: The purr-fect barf-act

MAJOR HORKAGE ALERT FOR KITTENS AND PEOPLE KITTENS! CLEANING SUPPLIES ARE STANDING BY! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!

Oh, and Happy Mother’s Day! (I’m a Cat Mommy…that counts!)

Pucky white floof patch!

When my son Andrew was a baby he threw up a lot. It was a bottle down and half a bottle back up. We used to call him Mt. Andrewvius. He’s 42 now and is taking me out to lunch today. Happy Mothers Day to everyone. And to the moms out there with young ones— This too shall pass.

Oh dear – did today’s arc bring back a memory – esp seeing Ora Zelle um being sick. Many years ago, we were visiting relatives in Japan. One day, we were going to take the train from one large city in Kyushu back to the large city where Obachan and Ojichan lived. Wasn’t feeling at all well but didn’t say anything. It was a bit of a wait at the train station and right out in the main public part of the station, I got sick. My poor aunt had to do much of the cleaning. Still feel awful about that…8(

My late Lydia was a big fluffy cat. Kohler was a chubby black and brown tabby, whose main goal in life was to annoy Liddy. We took them on a weekly trip to our cabin on weekends. It was hilly, and the two were in one large crate right behind my husband’s head. Liddy never got carsick. Kohler often did. On one trip, I could tell Kohler was about to be sick. Liddy got as far away as she could, but he put his face in her tail and threw up. It was too much for Liddy. She had wedged herself up behind my husband’s head. She made a low noise that sounded like Hurrrl, and then she did just that, all over the back of his seat. I had to clean it up, of course, but it was still pretty funny.

@rs0204

I see from yesterday’s comments that the men with knives have had a go at you. Can I ask what for? I was on the table on Friday, getting a couple of hernias fixed. Hurts when I cough.

What book was Puck reading?

It’s not just the parents who get caught up in this. A while ago, one of the kids in my Aikido junior class took the opportunity to decorate the mats.

OZ: just because it feels good (on your little sandpaper tongue) doesn’t mean you should do it.

When I was two, we drove across the US to visit relatives. My uncle had just bought a brand new car, brought it home and offered my mother and I the first ride in it. She happily accepted. I was never, and have never since been a carsick rider, but halfway through that ride, I vomited all over the front seat of his brand new car. I mean everywhere! And I still remember it clearly because it was so very traumatic from the POV of getting yelled at and everything that came after. Turns out, I was coming down with the measles, but we didn’t know that at the time. Nothing since then has come close to being as disgusting. Except when I was a patient tech. Mucous. I can’t stand that. :)

The 7-grain bread I eat is basically birdseed in a loaf. But I’m not an obligate carnivore like my cats.

Happy Mother’s Day to all the women on here, mother or not.

PURR-ojectile vomit by Ora Zella onto poor Pucky.

Happy Mother’s Day to all the Moms out there, to those who do the jobs of Moms, and especially to the Moms who do it all, like Georgia.

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

Beatrixia: Are you going to the Happy Healthy Hospital Pyramid auction, Elvis?

Elvis-Anum: Yes, just as soon as I put everything on the shelves.

Bea: What happened?

Elvis: Lupinium and Ora Z.

Bea: Got it

At the Royal Paddock

Elvis: Are Avenger and Emma here?

Beau, a horse friend: They went to the auction. Need a lift?

Elvis: Thanks.

At the Auction

Serfig-Aro: Thank you all for your bids on the shadow boxes. Now we have this old harp. It looks like it has seen many voyages. Who’ll start the bidding at one copper piece? One, who’ll give me two? That’s a good price. Now there’s a bid from Bea.

Enter Elvis-Anum

Elvis: Oh, a sea harp! I used to play one of those may I try it,?

Figs: Certainly.

Elvis plays a melody pure and sweet.

Elvis: Thanks.

Figs: Let’s continue the bidding. One, give me one gold piece…

Has it been verified that this is based on a real incident? Did the boy eat birdseed also?

Ah yes, the midnight sound of kat-yakking. Talk about a fail-proof wake-up call! Oogie Boogie and Boudicca (aka The Demon Sibs) are both blowing their winter coats now. :-(

Things to love today OTHER than the giant hork: (1) OZ’s PJs match Goldie’s, (2)Puck loaf, (3) bonus line from The Boy right when you thought the strip was finished, (4) no sign of Iggy so he must be sleeping like a good boy.

Happy Mother’s Day Georgia! And also to every mom out there.

And as the great Ralph Kiner once said decades ago: "It’s Mother’s Day, so to all you mothers out there . . . Happy Birthday! "

A happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there (to either human or fur babies); especially to Georgia, who brings us this wonderful strip each day.

Definite rewind to sick kids as a younger mom. Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms of human or animalkind.

That is some violent vomit. Papa Puck definitely needed some TLC after that.

Happy Mother’s Day Georgia.. and all the other mothers out there. Whether your ‘children’ are pets or people.

Who eats birdseed? (other than birds, chipmunks and squirrels)

I had a terribly harsh first grade teacher. One day in class I suddenly got very sick and vomited all over her and my workbook. The rest of that terrible year , as I went through the now stuck pages of that book, I could smile and remember my revenge.

As a parent of two, I can attest that it is always two to three in the morning when children get sick. How their biological systems tell time so accurately is a mystery.

OT.

Happy Mother’s day Georgia, and all you other moms here! I just love Puck’s tiny little towel-turbin!

I’m not gonna say out loud that, when I was younger, I decided to gorge myself on pizza despite not feeling well; neither my girlfriend nor I were happy with the results….

Like I said yesterday, the Woman needs to get a dog. Not only would the dog keep Ora Zella in line, but dogs love cat puke as it is high in partially digested protein. Clean up would be a breeze with a dog around.

And before all you squeamish people go ewwwwww…….. that the way of the real world with animals.

Happy Mothers Day to everyone who deserves the title, especially you, Georgia! It doesn’t matter how many feet your kids have; what matters is the love in your heart.

From Georgia: “We go now live to BREAKING CAT NEWS! This is based on true events. Poor sweet Puck! Ora Zella is drawn to two things: birdseed and Puck. And once a few months ago, it went a little something like this… (The kids and I do our best to keep her out of the birdseed, however!)Happy Mother’s Day out there to all the Moms, at 4am and every moment of the day!”

Child tummies sense a weakness so they go for it.

Happy Mother’s Day to all!

This strip hits a little too close to home, so I can sympathize with OZ. My tummy has been acting up a bit lately, being nauseous much of the time. A lot like gallbladder problems, except I got rid of that a few years ago. Well, Partner wanted to go out for Thai food last night. I went for as bland as possible, fried rice with pork and veggies, no spice. But we had barely gotten home before the “Ora Zella Effect” kicked in. Feeling better now, hope this doesn’t become something continuous. For me, or for OZ!

They call it birdseed for a reason. Speaking of which, does anybody have some?

First, a Happy Mother’s Day to Georgia and all the rest of you of motherly persuasion of any kind!

Second, I’ve always hated throwing up. So much so that I’ve almost completely killed the reflex. I usually have to work at barfing when it’s necessary. What I hated was that it always came out my nose—and some of it stayed there, no matter what I did. Turns out my nasal septum was folded like a fortune cookie, and I couldn’t close off my nose with my soft palate. Surgery corrected that problem, but I still usually have great trouble reversing my stomach, no matter how much I may need or want to.

So if your body wants to hork, I knows what it’s doing. Try to aim in a safe direction if you can …

A tough Mother’s Day for mom-cats and moms alike.

Uh oh……..

One Like is not enough!

❤️ x 57!

Puck looks very happy, especially for a cat who’s just been bathed.

My most memorable such incident was coming home from a church chili supper, which our youth group put on as a fund raiser. One of the young advisers was giving my brother and I a ride home in his Camaro, along with his girlfriend. As it turned out, something in the chili did not agree with me. Fortunately I let them know I was feeling queasy, and they let me sit in front. I confirmed that choice by throwing up on the way home. I can’t remember for sure, but I do think he was able to pull over first — not sure if I’d started at that point, or not; but I do remember hurling into the gutter.

On that note — happy Mothers Day to all who fill that role in any way!

One day when I was in third grade, we had chili for lunch. Mid afternoon, I started to realize that it was not agreeing with my tummy. We were working quietly at our desks while the teacher was having individual individual conferences with the students. I tried to get her attention, but she didn’t see me waving my hand. Finally I got up and headed towards her desk. She started to admonish me to sit down, but she had been teaching for many years and I think she recognized that “I can’t hold it any longer” look on my face. She nodded and pointed towards the door to let me know it was ok to leave the room. Just as I got to the door, I knew I was going to heave. The trash can was next to the door, so I had the humiliating experience of barfing in front of my whole third grade class. At least it all landed in the metal trash can! It took awhile to live THAT down.

I appreciate this falling on mothers day! 2 nights ago, took me 2 hours to fall asleep, the second I did “Mommy you need to blow my nose!”

Question for the Orb: where can I find the strip with Lupin in space? I love that design, and have both a bag and a new t-shirt with it (on purple); but I’d like to be able to refer people to the strip it’s from. Anyone?

I’m cracking up at Puck’s “WHAT” in the 5th panel. XD

Happy Monther’s day|!!!

Poor little kitty - though she’s adorable even when she’s sick!

OT: Warm Thoughts Requested

This year’s baby raccoons appeared outside just in time for Mother’s Day! There are at least three of them and Momma Raccoon and her daughter from last year and I are all both delighted are terrified watching them go everywhere and get into everything. I wrote a Mother’s Day song about it and set my lyrics to music using Suno. Gonna try to post a link, remove all the spaces to listen.

https :// suno. com/ song/ 2d1b1725-02c3-4f58-a372-2f3557f6a8fa

I guess this should be OT

<—- Lily would like to give Pucky a hug, after his bath.

Sending you good juju, big hugs and love, Denny! We’re here for the learning….sometimes it is miserably painful, and other times joyful. May you find your way back to joy soon.

I had a Mothers Day like that once…

When our Ollie came to us he was eating the spilt birdseed around the feeders. We enticed him in with real kittie kibble and he’s been more or less contented to stay ever since. He’s never quite lost his food insecurity and remains a contender for the title of World’s Hungriest Cat, but he leaved the birdseed alone now.

I love the head towels.

Always nice to see Pucky in his turban.