Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for August 07, 2018

Lupin toe beans! Those are always great to see!

So is Lupin’s allegedly comment fall out from the near blows he and Elvis came to over the woman breaking the DNG list by grooming Elvis?

Ooh, ooh! I know what will be in the can! No spoilers!

Since Lupin can’t hear the can opener, he has to rely on the observations of the other reporters. Apparently he still doesn’t trust Elvis. Perhaps he’s waiting for confirmation from Puck. Is that an old style cassette recorder he’s using to record his thoughts?

Wonder if Puck heard the can opener before they did.

And here’s a personal mystery. Both of our cats were bottle fed from birth, and had no other families. So why do they run into the kitchen when I use the electric can opener for, say, soup for our dinner? Genetic memory? Or have they used it while I’m sleeping?

The sun was just boopng the western horizon as Tre-C and Megan began their walk back. “One thing I’ll say about Los Angeles- they do have beautiful sunsets…” And it was true that Tre-C had seen some gorgeous reds and oranges while in L.A.. But Megan… Megan had experienced the rainbow. “You need to see what they call the Northern Lights, kitten, the Aurora Borealis. Talk about ‘better than catnip’.” “Oh, I know what that is! The old Man had a picture of it on his computer when he walked away for awhile. He called it his screen keeper, I think…” Megan thought back; “We can go to Alaska later if we have any spare time. But it will be cold, kitten- colder than anything you ever felt here…” Tre-C trembled- but not because of the thought of the temperature. This was pure excitement. “and it’s called a screen SAVER. Head back towards that market we saw coming in. I can feel a doorway there.” Tre-C followed Megan and they sneaked between houses and out a backyard, then over a fence into a parking lot. Megan looked around; “Yes, this is good. You know how to now, right?” Tre-C smiled, and broke into a trot; “Relax, imagine, and turn right… NOW.”

Lupin says “allegedly” because as he cannot hear the can-opener he can’t state it as a fact. And it would seem to imply he doesn’t totally trust Elvis’ judgment.

Elvis might have heard “clockwork deliciousness” but has he smelled what’s in the can yet? Could be green beans and I don’t think the Boys like those.

Who needs a dinner bell?

Then what’re you waiting for, you idiots? Chaaarge!

“Allegedly…” To solve this quandry, Lupin must do a Journalism, and investigate with all of his other senses. Especially the taste one.

Good morning and happy Tuesday/Bluesday, orbsters and orbabies! Paul’s final treatment is today! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! We chortle in our joy!

I think the hot summer has finally gotten to my laptop. It refuses to type double letters unless I scroll up and then come back down to the end of the word. It’s also cranky about backspacing.

Lupin and Elvis are getting quite stroppy with each other. In other news, isn’t the “sound of the can opener” an obsolete comic trigger? Cat food comes in pull-top cans these days.

Lupin, Elvis doesn’t make up stories like that. You’re Cat news, not Fox news! (Come to that, I wonder if Foxes have their own news crews?)

The cat food we use comes in pop tops. Our Vesta will be lying apparently comatose on the bed upstairs, and when the lid comes off there will be a ‘thump’ within a couple of seconds.

Is that a cell phone in panel ? Oh no even here, there is no sanctuary

Are you kiddin they would be in the kitchen before the microphones hit the ground, mewing before they even arrived.

Mewsday boops & buzzes, dear Mega Orb! Loving congrats to Lady Kat & Paul for the final radiation treatment! And trills of joy for anyone with happy happenings!!!

Remembering those who have lost loved ones, people or critter. Little Salem’s family, sweet Zoe’s clowder, Lady Bri’s father’s orb, and all the orbsters who have come to us in grief, knowing our arms are open wide!

For Andylit’s kittens; may you thrive in your new home! Sounds like you have a wonderful new family!

!!!!!!! EVERYONE!!! BE on the lookout for the cruel ^&*&#&^% who’s been after kitties in the Washington State area!!! This monster could go elsewhere, so warn your communities, neighbors, and everyone possible! And if you can’t get people to worry about cats — remind them this is the usual way serial murderers start!

If I missed anyone, please forgive me! I love and care for each one of you, and all you hold dear!

Blessings!!! >^.,.^<

Once again, Lupin’s expressive eyebrows just slay me.

Oh no, not again, Shaun. I lived in Oakland, CA in the late 1980s and there was someone who was randomly shooting kitties they saw sitting in windows-in their homes. Yes, from what little I have read, along with bed wetting and fire setting, many serial killers start off with animal abuse.

Perhaps this is the opening chord of “Symphony for Can Opener and Dinner Bowl.”

Kitten Report

One casualty. I forgot about those little claws and teeth. The larger kitten with the white nose markings is rather feisty. I didn’t bleed out but my right wrist and hand look like a clumsy suicide attempt. Several peroxide baths later the wounds appear to be uninfected.

Worked in the evening on beginning to acclimatize them. They are a little older than the ideal age for “taming”, but it should go okay. We were able to sit with each in our laps on a towel. Once they stopped fussing there was at least partial body relaxation under a constant full body stroke.

We got blinkies from each. Not eye to eye yet, but during the petting. And…..when just sitting without strokes or being touched they remain in the lap for a few minutes before doing the slow slink.

is this working up to the pineapple in a can, or did they do that one in a Sunday comic?

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For any of y’all who have Twitter, Georgia tweeted “an adorable cat who reminds you to vote” today. For those who’ve read the earlier stuff, here’s what you need to know: the adorable cat in question is blind in one eye. I wish I could post the picture here. It’s in my email, so I don’t even have the Instagram url.

4 cats; Giblet, McKayla, Mittens and Joel Grey. You can call them and they will soundly ignore you. Open a can of soup with the can-opener and you will have 4 fur-balls all caterwauling. It sounds like the Requiem Chorus by Mozart.

When I get a cat, I will name it by the sound of the electric can opener, since that is the only sound a cat responds to (at least in my experience). How would you spell the sound of the electric can opener?