Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for December 24, 2024

The plot thickens!!

Nice, didn’t see that coming

Princess is back… She came back to kick tail and chew bubblegum…. and (say it with me class) SHE’S ALL OUTTA BUBBLEGUM!

So Merry Flippin’ Christmas Snowball!

Betrayed by his own flesh and blood? I sense another heart attack coming on.

(Snip?) Love it!

Cracking me UP that those are kiddo safety scissors, with the rounded non-stabby tips. Snowball probably can’t be trusted with sharp ones!

I love panel three. So unexpected, even the SCISSORS want to know what’s going on!

What? They didn’t get Lost At Sea this time? I didn’t think that was allowed!

If, of course, I was thinking about it at all.

Which, of course, I wasn’t.

Nor was I hoping that Princess was the actual owner of the land. Ha! that’ll show him!

Okay, my ribs are going in the slow cooker shortly, so they should be ready about the time the East Coast (USA) is getting ready for lunch!

Grumbling Room feast is about to begin (snacks for everyday noshing, feast for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day). (Or, any other day for which we can come up with a semi-plausible excuse to have a feast.

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What a great plot twist!

Someone take the scissors away from BAD SANTA!!! Please protect Princess

I don’t know the soap characters but, in the first panel, what are the two in the background doing? It says “shake” but what are they shaking, and why? It looks like they’re smiling so I don’t think they themselves are shaking.

Sisterea almost called this very thing on Dec 14th, except that she thought Angora would be the heir.

The Twelve Days of Catmas at the Big Pink House

On the twelfth day of Catmas

My Woman gave to me:

Twelve empty boxes

Eleven Elvi puffing

Ten Lupins leaping

Nine torties dancing

Eight Pucks a purring

Seven Goldies grinning

Six hams a-baking

FIVE CANS OF TUNA!!

Four crinkle balls

Three French pens,

Two catnip mice,

And an Iggy in a Vegas tree.

How convenient that Princess just happens to be carrying a copy of her mother’s will.

Them soapy oh purr aaaahs is so artificially treedeeculous.

Ah the good old days when clipping a ribbon meant property ownership confronting the modern-day method of using wills.

TaDa, Here she is to save the day!

Reminiscent of the shower scene in Dallas .

Where is Capt. Nimble?

Take dat, you bad poppa, cat!

Partly OT Christmas Eve and the animals

Dun-Dun-Dunnnnn

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

Queen Catshepsut the Golden: Bravo! My compliments to all the _It’s a Wonderful Nine Lives Players!

Bandito: Thank you, Your Majesty. It’s always a pleasure to perform before the Court ot Ancient Egypt.

Elvis-Anum: Even Snowfall Braggart did an amzing job as the grumpy old Mr. Litter.

Adobe Style: And the costumes! My compliments to the designer!

Pais LePrent: Thank you! Perhaps I can meet with the Artisans while we are in residence?

Maat-Tilda: Love it. And perhaps you would like to see some of our space-time fabric creations.

Pais: Looking forward to it! How did you manage to come by so much fabric?

Sophititi: We have a tortoise shell kitty on staff.

Pais: And I know you have the talents of the incomparable spider, Arachna Webspinner.

Tillie: Yes. She’ll be back soon after the locust plague.

Kit-Chaser: Does that mean we’ll have some Nommy Nom Spider treats?

Puckmosis: All fresh from the the kitchen of Thomios and Floofnet!

I’m not going to hide this behind an OT, but I wanted to let you all know, the little dove didn’t make it. Thing 2 was upset, but I reminded her that though his injuries were beyond repair, he was warm and loved for that little time that she helped him and that made a difference in his little life to him, I’m sure. So thank you all. He’s flying free now.

Foiled again, Snowball Taggert!

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Hamilton A. Cat Holiday Recipe

Okay. Show of paws. Who saw that one coming?

She should already have the deed, not just the will.

Finding grumble room isn’t easy

This be the verse you grave for me,

Home is the kitty, home from the sea…

With apologies to Robert Louis Stevenson, but Merry Christmas everybody.

Aunt Princess to save the day! Merry Christmas cats, humans, mice, raccoons and all other creatures that on earth do dwell!

Thanks for the exposition, Bandit Jr.! Right wins, although I do enjoy Snowball’s “yee haw” in panel 2.

Panel two has the vibes of a cheaply produced, local TV ad that you’d see play around midnight while watching reruns of a 1970s show. "YEE-HAAAW come on down to Taggert’s mega mall so you can pay jacked up prices for cheap junk! We’ve got the worst prices in town!! You’ll regret all your purchases within three days! Guaranteed!!! "

Flashback: December 24, 2016: “It’s Captain Nimble! Returned from the sea!”

Sis: Yeah! Princess owns it! Wait… if that’s a will maybe it’ll reveal that she isn’t dead at all!

I did not see this coming.

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What did I tell you a few days ago. Captain Stubbing, along with Doc, Gopher, Julie, and Issac have managed to sail the Pacific Princess all the way to Viejo Gato in the heart of Conneticut just in time to get Princess there to save the day, for the love of the artificial trees, for the love of the poor orphans and to save Christmas from the temporarily evil Father, (who we suspect has been touched by the same crazy bug as the mole King was a few months ago) (didn’t think I would remember him did you?) and to provide a dramatic set up for the love story to unfold.

Who will Kit fall in love with?

Will it be Angora?

Will it be Princess?

Will it be a polyamorous relationship with the three?

Will Wicket make an appearance in this story?

Tune in tomorrow on the Pawmark channel, same time, same station to find out.

A very Merry Christmas Eve and Happy Hanukah eve to one and all! It’s nice to see Snowball Taggart get his comeuppance!

Don’t you just love the voice of a vibrant, confident female? See how ST’s mustache wilts? Gotcha!

[bro] sorry I was gone for a while but im back now! And YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thank goodness!

Well, okay. Sure. Wasn’t expecting that. Er, I mean, whats for lunch today in the Grumbling Room? Christmas Eve feast?

SNIP! SNIP! Snip. ₛₙᵢₚ

Check out today’s Off the Mark. I guess we won’t be having Christmas this year.

Merry Christmas Eve, everyone!

Stand down, Snowball! Your online mall won’t be in commission.

OK, I have just finished reading every comment. And making a couple myself. Now it’s time for…..Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Peaceful Kwanzaa, or whatever else the Delightful Members of the Orb celebrate. It’s been a tough few years, but with the aid of our furbabies, we will overcome, and promote peace and good will in 2025! Thank you all for continuing to educate me, and for providing some very merry reading all year. Jeannie & Cheeto, the Avatar.

Yes!

Ok, it’s not exactly what I was brainstorming the other night, but in my version the property turned out to NOT belong to Mr T. And Snowbelle was behind it!

This story is absolutely frabjous!

Felis ex machina.

Now what? Who eats sauerkraut for Christmas? Chanukah? Just got back from Safeway and there was no kraut in any of the 3 places they stock it.

O.T. trigger warning sad

dun-dun-DUNNNNNNNNN1

Erm. Nobody tell Snowball, please. That will is every bit as valuable as Snowball’s “synergy” since Snowbelle is quite alive. However, that simply means Snowbelle is the owner of the property, and I rather expect Father O’Kittery to produce her.

Be all that as it may, Snowball does NOT own the land.

Something that we call here in India “Kahani mein Twist” right @Gent