Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for November 03, 2018

She’s got one now! ::pat, pat::

Buzzy Mouse is there for his buddy and his buddy is there for him.

That Georgia Dunn does everything! Look – now she’s a news reporter too.

Another one of your best last panels, Georgia!!

Oh, don’t fret, Woman. Pucky knows better. :D

Love Elvis with his glasses down at the bottom there.

Puck in his jammies.

So it looks like the black cat in the 2015 Halloween special photo spread wasn’t one of Freddie’s cats, and this makes it more likely that the big floofball in the same picture isn’t one of Freddie’s, either. Even with a cat shelter in her back yard, it’s kind of surprising that Freddie doesn’t seem to have had any “personal” cats after Angus (though we know she had favorites at the shelter…).

In local news, Callie, Leila and Sam have been transferred from their foster home to the local SPCA, where they should be up for adoption this weekend. Sheri and the other fosters were delighted by their friendly personalities and expect them all to find forever homes soon.

Meanwhile, Sam is still here and slowly getting socialized, so Josette and I have a black cat of our own to watch over.

That last panel is just the sweetest thing! So good to know that Freddie will continue to watch over him.

Looks like Freddie has a black cat to watch over now.

Ghostly butt pats while snuggling Buzzy Mouse sounds like a lovely way to spend a Caturday

Also Elvis’s reading glasses are killing me.

Awwww! My all-time best cat wasn’t black, but I had three that were all wonderful.

And from now on, when Pucky does one of those stares into nothing that every cat person knows, we’ll know what he’s looking at.

I like the was Elvis’ ears show up in panel 2, as the camera pulls back…

I love Elvis reading in the corner.

This is one of the most adorable things I’ve seen in a while, but… a cat shelter with no black cats? That’ll be the day! Sadly, they’re less likely to be adopted – which makes no sense, of course. I was raised in a black cat family. It’s hard to beat a bombay!

I love how not even Elvis sees her. He’s too busy reading things that will make him angry.

“Hello, ‘meetzncheezes’, this is Jimmy… I’m sorry, what time is WHAT? Pony rides? No ma’am, we don’t have pony rides for the kids. Why do I have a Pony? I don’t HAVE a pony, ma’am. No, I don’t know why your little girl said she saw a miniature pony in our back lot. No, no… I don’t think your daughter is lying… maybe it was a different lot. No, ma’am, I can’t imagine… Oh, wait. Wait, now I know. I’m sorry, it was just my new cat… well, there’s no need to be rude, ma’am…”==============“I must admit there is another reason I wanted to come here for dinner. There’s supposed to be a special report on one of the other news stations tonight.” “What about?” Tre-C asked. “Does it interest you… professionally? Personally?” Megan thought for a moment, then said, “little of both, Kitten. And to be honest, it’s a situation that will not be easy or quick to be resolved. The special should be on in ten minutes.” “Perfect timing, then… here comes Max with the tuna.” Megan picked up a piece of the Albacore and thanked Maxie, then asked him, “did it go ok at the deli today? Just curious…” “Oh, yeah Meg, Jimmy and I are getting along fine since you brought me over. Funny thing, though- As I was walking into the yard from the back gate I saw a woman and her kid in a car, and the little girl was pointing at me and yelling at the woman like she’d never seen a cat before…”

The perfect picture of a happy home evening- mom and dad reading the paper with the kitties asleep on the couch with them. Elvis is even in The corner with his reading glasses on. And, of course, a ghost petting Pucky…

The preceding comment brought to you with the assistance of "maizing’, who graciously pointed out a major error in the initial version. :-P

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Dang nabbit Georgia… It is way too early in the day for me to be having a case of the "Awwwwwwwwww"s and wanting to reach through the screen to give good boys some well-deserved chin skritches and hug a ghost.

I despaired of ever finding the black cat of my dreams, because my cats kept picking me out and so far I’ve had a brown tabby, a blue calico, another brown tabby, an orange tabby, and a dilute calico. After we lost our beloved little guy (Our orange tabby was the sweetest kitty ever), we were matched up with our little soot sprite. Some people have wondered if she was our little guy reincarnated, because she’s so affectionate. I don’t believe it, but I definitely think our little guy had a paw in our little soot sprite finding us. Freddie can come over and cuddle her any time.

Just when I thought the Halloween story arc couldn’t get any better, this one pops up this morning. Love it!!!

Love how Puck has his Buzzy Mouse again, and Elvis is reading his own copy of the paper with his reading glasses.

Wasn´t her initial cat a different color? So it basicly says she really wanted a different cat?

I’ve got something in my eye <3 <3 <3

Another strip I wish I could hit the “like” button more than once! Black cats are the sweetest!

OH MY CAT! Onions! onions everywhere!

I’ve had cats of many colors over the years and six have been black. The first two adopted me, one was born in my house (from one of the first two), two were found abandoned at the local lake as tiny kittens and I volunteered to take them (these two are still with me) and another that I adopted when she was 18 years old after her original human passed away. They have all been wonderful loving cats with great personalities and it really irks me that people are so prejudiced against black cats!

Now she has!

Good morning and happy Caturday, orbsters and orbabies! I have had several feral black cats pass through my head. The one indoor black cat that I can recall was Meathead, the Brainless Wonder.

This is such a peaceful, lovely strip today. Elvis’ reading glasses always get me, and then we have Freddie, watching over Puck and patting him gently. So sweet! and, of course, we can’t leave out Lupin, sleeping on his back!

Awww, Georgia, this is the most perfect ending!

Puck is worth the wait.

awww! Lupin’s little pink nose.

when will Goldie join the strip?

only time will tell…

I see how it fits in the story, but how could you not be able to find a black cat? There are a lot of black cats.

(Melvin, my black cat, dictated the above comment.)

Puck’s guardian ghost angel on duty.

Georgia has announced on BCN that there may be a fourth reporter!!! They are fostering a stray ginger cat named Goldie. I tried to copy her post from the website but it wouldn’t post here. So go to the website for the whole story.

Awww yay freddie

I just realized that I dreamed about BCN last night. I was in an airport or something petting puppies and kitties and some other carnivore that’s now extinct (I don’t know what it was, just that I knew that I wasn’t supposed to be able to pet it because it was supposed to be dead) and an elderly man with dark skin said that it was a good thing that the house never flooded or I’d never be able to travel and that he had to get back to Florence. At first I thought he meant Florence Italy but after he left someone standing nearby told me that he meant his cat. And I realized that he must’ve been Angus’s person from the Halloween special.

Yes, my dreams have always been this elaborate.

That’s sweet, she found one at last!!!

Love this comic!

Woman: Aw!

Man: What?

Woman: There’s an article about Winnifred Quinn today!

Man: The woman who owned this building?

Woman: Yes. She started the local cat shelter, too!

It says at the shelter she had a particular fondness for black cats, but never found one of her own to watch over.

Man: That’s too bad.

Freddie: [PAT PAT]

I’ve had black cats (and dogs) off and on my whole life. Currently, we share the house with Conan, my big black German Shepherd Dog (hence my monicker – GSD Mom) and a house panther named Akiro. Of the two, Akiro is the fiercest by a wide margin; I wonder if Freddie could tame him down a bit with a series of ghostly visits? I’ve never had a cat that growls at the UPS truck before.

This comic makes me want to jump back in bed way too much with my fuzzy butts. But that’s a good thing.

But the Postman is still a myth.

All of the BCN crew and their friends and humans have become like family to me. I can’t wait to spend each morning with these guys.

Purrfect ending to a great story arc.

It’s still Fuzzy Blanket Season—and the boys are livin’ the dream.

Progress Report:

Everything is tracking at 98% close to perfect. The new family spent the better part of the day in isolation in the downstairs bathroom. Actually, everyone did while my friend and I installed a new front door on the castle. Stampede Partners et al spent the day in the upstairs bathroom. A word to the wise. If you buy a custom home built by the homeowner be prepared for….anomalies. The simple 2 hour job of replacing a pre-hung became a project that still needs another 2 hours of work today.

After we finished, vacuumed and such, gave an hour for quiet, Lisa and I went in to visit. 15 minutes sitting and speaking softly. A touch or 2. Wait an hour and repeat. A few more touches, a rump stroke on the half hidden kitten. Repeat several times.

I won’t call it an instant breakthrough but the progress last night was amazing. Trixie (mom) allowed us to give her some small strokes on the back. By 11ish she was allowing us to brush her. Still pretty much tense and there’s no way we’re going to attempt to pick her up, but she sits quietly and gets brushed. Even a little bit of drowsy eyes. As we were working with the kittens she had no problems at all, even closed her eyes.

Bandit has some sort of congestion infection thing going. This prompted us to do a towel capture and cocoon so we could clean up his snotty little face. Cocooned, he settled almost instantly and then accepted a mild scrubbing with a warm wash rag. That action is apparently very acceptable and makes you a sort-of-mom. Once his face was clean and some head rubbies were applied we unwrapped him.

He made no attempt to flee and sat for rubbies and stroking. I took advantage of this to do a mostly full body probing. Removed burrs and hair snarls, brushed a bit. He sat through it all without much visible tension. Got a few blinkies, no hissing, attempts at biting, all very good.

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We repeated the process with the tortie. Face not so schmutzy but still a bit going on there. Monday this kitty and Bandit are going to the vet to be checked for infection. We were planning to wait a week or more so we could take the whole family together but Bandit has a raspy sneezy thing going on with more drainage than we are comfortable with.

Tortie kitten was pretty much equally tolerant and was unwrapped more quickly. Did the fingertip probe and found the same burrs and knots, plus a tick. All removed, brushing commenced, tolerated very well. Kitty sits quietly for a minute or two after it all stops before making a move to return to the floor.

Ginger kitty…..mmmmmm…..not quite as easy. This little monster is a hisser and biter. Got both Lisa and I at one point or another. Which deterred us not at all. You vill haf your face vashed. You vil haf your fur checked fur shtuff. You vil be brushed. And it worked out OK. A little extra cocoon time made the difference.

Forward to this AM. Evidence of playing. Toys are in new locations. Progress. Bandit and tortie can be picked up barehanded. Very little struggling and a quick submission to the washcloth, brushing and rubbies. Ginger still need a towel capture but settled down much more quickly today. Trixie didn’t come out from behind the toilet but accepted rubbies around the side. We are still being very careful with her. A kitten nip is no big deal, but we do not want to provoke a full grown cat in a fury. It will be a leather glove even the first time we try to corral her for a more thorough exam.

No purrs yet, but confidence is high.

ICYMI…

Speaking of black cats, something TOTALY AWSUM happened this week…

My sis has really been missing her boss Zoe (my avi), who went OTRB in August at the dignified age of 17. Sis has even been to the local shelter a few times to look at some senior cats, but the 2 she had in mind got adopted. She was thinking about taking a bonded pair, but then on Wednesday her next-door neighbor said she was trying to find a home for her cousin’s MIL’s 10yo cat after MIL passed away recently. Sis said she’d be happy to take in the “orphaned” kitty.

Onyx arrived at sis’s place on Thursday. She looks enough like Zoe to be her sister, except that her fur is shorter. So far she’s been hiding most of the time, but she’s eating & using the catbox & even let sis pick her up & cuddle her briefly yesterday morning. “She didn’t purr, but at least she didn’t hiss either.”

So…a black kitty finds a new home on Halloween(!) & sis gets a new fur kid! (& of course I get my kitty fix when I go on vacation next month, hee hee!) & of course now we know why sis was hesitating – she was waiting for the Right One to come along!

Here’s lovely Onyx: https://twitter.com/MadSciKat/status/1058558524035342336

Freddie has found her black cat….. Wonderful Halloween story, Georgia!

WWWAAAAHHHHHH! I’m not EVEN pretending it’s dust today. So…Many….Feels!!!

The only picture I have of my one black cat, Blackie, was a black and white picture taken outdoors in the snow. This was in 1955. He was long haired and had the traditional white patch on his chest.

Our whole family loves black cats! And they seem to find us easily!

But I just want to say…now that I can see clearly again…Pucky has the best guardian angel ever! And well deserved too. Plus the magic of Georgia’s talent with all the details mentioned. Her expression in the last panel conveys soooo much!!!

Puck is having a well-deserved rest with his family after his adventure. Good to see he has a ghost godmother too.

I am a real softie for “orange marmalade” cats!!! I hope Goldie chooses to stay and becomes part of BCN!!! My Marmite would’ve given paws up to BCN and Co; he was a rescue from a shelter and chose me, by climbing up the worker’s body and launching himself into my arms. Had him for 18-1/2 wonderful years…

Georgia has the best story resolutions. I love this.

AWWWWWW…. sniff sniff…..

Hello, I have been following BCN or a while now but only just signed up. I’ve especially enjoyed the adventures of Megan and Tre-C and all the love and support you show each other. BCN is my escape from a world that seems ever more full of anger and chaos.

Pandora update – Friday was feeding day and we were a bit rushed for time because we also had book club that evening. Pandora got in a super fast strike with constriction and got the mouse by the head this time just like she is supposed to. Feedings usually take about 30 minutes but she was finished and ready to go back in her box in less then 15. Funny incident: today we had some friends who were helping us move some furniture and when they were moving a bed into Pandora’s room, one of the men looked into her box and asked what was in there. Jora told him Pandora and about that time she raised her head and looked right at him. He and another man left the room at high speed and said they wouldn’t go back in there. Her box is covered and she can’t get out.

awwwww freddie, i am so glad you have pucky for a friend now! <3 and vice versa <3

Oh, come on! This one got me!

I find it rather appropriate that I was sitting with my own black cat Hamlet while reading this. I love this comic, keep up the good work Georgia.

Hehe- I have a fondness of black kitties! Now I have one of my own to watch :)