Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for April 30, 2024

Tommy is always the best. Such a sweet, fluffy, loveable guy.

Words of wisdom from a true friend.

Good old sensible Tommy. ❤

I believe Wesley might feel cheesy.

Tommy and Puck should open a counselling and mediation practice together.

My Maine Cooon wouldn’t read the letter, he would eat it!

To paraphrase, Helen Reddy “Yes, Tommy is wise, but it’s wisdom born of pain.”

We know how she feels. Why ask?

She should feel completely cheesed off.♥

I just realized that Sophie is wearing a Blueberry Beret, the kind you find in a second hand store, and if it was warm she wouldn’t wear much more! ;D

I owe an apology to my friends here and to Georgia. I made a comment here yesterday, April 28, that I should not have made and I am really sorry. I deleted that comment.

I know it is no excuse, but yesterday, April 28, was the anniversary of my divorce from my first husband, that I thought I was going to grow old with and have a family. I’ve been in other relationships, but have never had kids.

Georgia, I know you’re going through a hard time and I am so sorry if I said anything that hurt you. Love always! ❤️

Sophie’s literally on a red eye flight of the emotions.

Such a thoughtful question, Tommy!

With apologies to Alfred, Lord Tennyson:

I envy not his cheesy food,

That he extols upon that page,

(For I am not a tyrophage

And I don’t think it tastes that good.)

I envy not the naps he takes

When I am never taking mine.

Unfetter’d by a sense of time,

That foxy weasel never wakes.

Nor should I count myself as blest,

His heart had never plighted troth

I did the loving for us both;

(He’s really just a stinky pest.)

I hold it true, whate’er befall;

I feel it, when I know I’ve lost;

’Tis better to have loved a louse

than never to have loved at all.

You can never tell what another person is feeling. Address your own feelings. Good or bad, it’s O.K. To feel them they help you grow and prepare for the future. Sometimes you need to feel the grief, wallow in anguish for a while before you pick yourself up and move on.(Yeah, I’m processing a family tragedy right now, thanks for letting me babble)

Is Sophie doing better? She seems so.

She outta be looking at the handsome, irresistible meow who’s right in bloody FRONT of her!

Tommy reminds me of Gabriel Iglesias is it just a coincidence?

The most important thing

Tommy is so cute! And Sophie is so pretty! ❤️

My cat, Angel, just guided me from my bathroom to the front room! She’s never done that before! I’ve been having trouble walking lately and I think she is sensing that. She’s been more attentive to me lately. Does that mean my time is near to death, and she senses it?

“Cheese”? That could mean anything!

How special to be loved by Tommy! And where is Gutter???

Emotions are both a blessing and a curse.

Good job getting to the heart of the matter, Tommy. Sophie needs to think of what’s best for her.

A -Tommy Hug, wouldn’t hurt, either!

Sophie, take stock of your feelings at this moment and talk with Tommy. He’s there for you and will give you sound advice.

Oh, if only Tommy with his gentle wisdom had been there for so many of us, in our past heartaches that we brought on ourselves by our poor choices. What a kind and wise, friend and brother. I know I speak for many of us Orbsters when I say — oh, hold on, I see toebeans! SQUEEE!

The road is long

With many a winding turn

That leads us to who knows where, who knows where

But I’m strong

Strong enough to carry her

She ain’t heavy, she’s my sister

So on we go

Her welfare is of my concern

No burden is she to bear

We’ll get there

For I know

She would not encumber me

She ain’t heavy, he’s my sister

If I’m laden at all

I’m laden with sadness

That Sophies heart

Isn’t filled with the gladness

Of love for one another

It’s a long, long road

From which there is no return

While we’re on the way to there

Why not share?

And the load

Doesn’t weigh me down at all

She ain’t heavy, she’s my sister

She’s my sister

She ain’t heavy, she’s my sister

She ain’t heavy, she’s my sister

Tommy, always so wise!

Sophie, you have the best boy cat right next too you!

BCN readers are truly family, caring, loving as the above responses to Kaylin prove.Thank you all.

Many years ago, I was dating my college Beau and he asked me to marry him. I was totally smitten with him so of course I said yes. After 5 years together, my professional life was pulling me in a different direction and I had gotten tired of waiting for him to set a date so I broke it off.

That was a very painful decision that haunted me for years, even after I married and started a family. When ever I thought of him I tried to think of him with a successful career and a loving family. Eventually I accepted that if it was meant to be that it would have been.

Fast forward 40+ years. For some reason he had been on my mind again. I Googled him and came across his obituary. I looked for mention of a family and found none. There was a mention of a female companion but apparently he never married. It finally made sense! He was a commitment-phobe. I felt so sorry for him. He missed out on a lot of the best parts of life. Most of all, I was finally able to make peace with the past.

My point is that relationships = pain. We often internalize that pain but the person at fault hurt themselves the most. We have to examine our own part in the relationship and we can make the most progress when we are able to forgive them and ourselves as well. All of this takes time and a lot of emotional work but the pay off is worth it. I have peace and more self confidence that at any other point in my life.

If you read all of this, and any part applied to you, I wish you peace and healing. Don’t give up and keep moving forward. You will have set backs. Just pick up where you left off and keep moving forward. (((HUGS!)))

Wesley has informed me that the lyrics I posted yesterday were wrong. So herewith, those he provided me with:

Bleu, bleu, my cheese is bleu.

Bleu is my cheese, not orange goo.

Brie, Brie, my cheese is brie.

Brie is my cheese; I eat it all too.

Cream, cheese, I’m happy to

Eat dairy whenever I do.

Tommy is as full of caring as he is of floof.

Children’s author Sandra Boynton has a great song called “I love you more than cheese.” It’s sung by a mouse to another mouse. It’s on YouTube.

sophie looks especially cute today! and yes, finally! catch up with your own feelings girl! I’m sure wesley’s fine, but wbu???

Nobody deserves a good friend like Tommy. He’s a real sweetheart!

Tommy asking a real question!

Sophie needs to ferret out her feelings …

She’s gonna wash that ferret

right out of her fur.

She’s gonna wash that ferret

right out of her fur.

And leave him far away!

Oh, and the cute little blue heart on Sophie’s blouse in the last panel!

I love Sophie’s eyes.

OT: Scaeva vs Visiting Chair

Yea Tommy!! It is time to remind her just how wonderful and special and strong she is. And so are you Georgia

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

Puckmosis: I would like to propose we on the Nile celebrate Just Because.

Queen Catshepsut the Golden: A most excellent idea, Puck. We have a great supply of cheese and it would be wonderful to share it.

Lupinium: I’ve been rehearsing with the Getting Better Dancers. They could provide the entertainment.

Ora Zella: My group Mallets Towards None needs some new instruments.

Lupinium: Why is that?

Ora Zella: Well, I may have been a bit more enthusiastic with the mallets than necessary.

Beatrixia: Don’t worry. Mandy and Lynn can create some new instruments for you.

Elvis-Anum: But aren’t they luthiers? I thought they made stringed instruments.

Bea: They like to branch out to other things.

Puck: How is Sophititi doing? She has had a lot on her mind lately.

Bea: I think the trip to Britannia helped a lot.

Lupinium: Yes. Her trip across the known world did her a world of good!

Inspired by BarbaraKrooss’ beautiful verse mangling—with apologies to Emily Dickinson:

Heart! We will forget him!

You and I – with ease

You may forget the butter he loved –

I will forget the cheese!

*

When you have done, pray meow

That I may not paint his grin

Haste! lest while on sunspot curled

I remember him!

CHEESE

Tommy is such a good friend