Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for January 22, 2019

I love Princess’s face markings. They make her look like she has freckles. :D

The gals little fancy dresses are adorable:)

Wait – SHELVES!

This calls for a network cut-in and a Special Bulletin!

I wonder what’s in Captain Nimble’s pipe.

Best headline I have seen in a long time.

Captain Nimble looks great in that picture.

Angora, don’t believe your father! Listen to your sister!

I want to see the documentary about shelves, not this unrealistic fiction.

I think that that is one of Georgia’s commissions in the background of panel 3!

Heart pills! Pffft! If I was paying any attention at all to this soap opera twaddle at all, I’d know right away that he is faking! It’s completely obvious! (And Nimble is not a sailor, he’s a Captain!)

I’m going into the other room to watch the shelf special. That at least has some educational value. If Robin isn’t already there, I’m sure he’ll join me shortly.

He should never have tried jumping over that candlestick.

Is he wearing a tiny kitty bolo? I love it!

Tsk tsk. That Snowball Taggart is a sly old cat! Emotional blackmail. (shakes head)

Spoiler….

Those Taggerts must be rich. Look at the silver cat bowls they’re born eating out of.

And cue the dramatic music after Princess’s last line ….

Love the remark. “Relax Angora. FATHER HAS NO HEART”

It’s got Puck! Save him, Elvis!

Unbeknownst to Father, his pills were secretly replaced with Poison. So that the Third-Mate of Captain Nimble’s Fishing Boat, The CatFish, could get revenge for the late Captain Nimble. But in reality, Nimble faked his death so he could follow the Nazi Dog Spies back to the Island of Martinique where pro German Vichy French government is in charge but a brave band Free-French Resistance cats have a secret base….

Nimble. Perfect name for a Ships Cat.

Calm down, Elvis. Burt’s not going to let you miss a broadcast.

I want to see Elvis blowing his warning whistle after the Shelves documentary and the slogan “If you see a shelf about to fall/Run, run into the hall”

Happy Bluesday, orbsters and orbabies! As my late mother used to say, the plot sickens and things will get worse before they get better.

On the home front, this comes under the “boy, am I ever stupid category”. BIL came over yesterday to help us take TV off wall and re-insert power cord, a 3-person job, as TV has to be taken off wall, 2 people hold and balance TV while 3rd person inserts cord, and then TV has to be remounted. As soon as cord was inserted, TV came back on. I think I am going to duct tape cord to wall to try to prevent this ever happening again, and the ensuing wailing, whining and general distress occasioned. Again, I feel a right idiot, I do.

Wait a minute they’ve done it again at GoComics, “fixed” something that wasn’t broken. The picture of the boys on the left is larger, isn’t it? The actual strip is so small I can’t make out what went “slam”. Or is today’s strip just drawn smaller? In any case, what went “slam”?

This should be a real show! Thoughts, Georgia?

Repeating yesterday’s late survey question, has anybody tried the CDB (hemp) oil for various ailments, and if so, what has been your experience with it? I’ve just started with the sublingual oil. Thanks for your feedback!

Honestly, one of the best lines in the strip’s entirety.

Shelves – the not-so-so-silent killer. Years ago there was an office maintenance manager where I worked who used wall plugs to hang up everything – he didn’t even own a stud finder. When a shelf full of 3 ring binders almost fell on the head of the receptionist because of the way he’d installed it, her normally mild temperament disappeared and she chewed him out in front of the whole office.

The drama! The costumes! swoonI never got into soaps, but I would definitely watch Our IX Lives.

Does this look like a scene from Cat on a Hot Tin Roof?! (Burl Ives could be the father, Big Daddy character?) :)

Oooh! Velvet paws, Princess! Velvet paws!

Love Elvis’ impatient toe tapping. Soaps are right up Pucks alley.

Something enlightening, something quite frightening,

Something for everyone, a documentary tonight!

Something for learning, for the discerning,

Something for everyone, a documentary tonight!

Nothing for strife, one of nine lives

Bring on the safety story, as it arrives.

Not tonight fiction, the Taggarts’ friction,

We all need to know about shelve’s fright,

Drama tomorrow, documentary tonight!

A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum: Comedy Tonight

Those Taggarts.

My mom was watching “As the World Turns” on November 22, 1963—which aired live in those days—when Walter Cronkite interrupted with the announcement that President Kennedy had been shot.

Van repair update.

Got my taxes done this morning. Even though i made less this past year i’ll still be paying about the same, and my refund will be a tiny bit smaller.

Enough, with the little extra that i got extra with the GoFundMe campaign, to get the steering box replaced.

But not much more than that.

I doubt that anything like a vacation is going to happen, but i might squeeze in a little staycation. And i can forget about putting anything extra towards paying off the car loan on the Prius. Oh well. Maybe next year.

Betting that Angora’s mother has had that ‘faraway look’ … “Oh yes! He was ‘nimble’ all right!!” ;)

Shelves really are a silent killer. When I worked at a Christian bookstore in college, I had some books fall off a shelf and onto my head at work and was put on restriction. The restrictions were not to management’s liking so they called my doctor to “clarify” them and interpreted the response very liberally … like, as in “she didn’t actually say you can’t stand on a stepstool, so get up there and stock these shelves or go home and don’t come back.” Stood on the stepstool, had a muscle spasm that caused me to lose my balance, fell off the stepstool and landed on my shoulder. Was subsequently the subject of a quiet rumor that I was exaggerating, if not outright faking, the shoulder injury. Long story short, they forbade me to clock in for three consecutive shifts, then deemed me to have quit as a no-call-no-show because the only person who could vouch for me being there to clock in was the manager who was behind all these machinations.

By the way, on examination a year later, the shoulder that I supposedly didn’t injure was found to have a healed-over hairline fracture.

So … yeah. Shelves can be evil.

On the positive side, the “it’s a lovely Christian bookstore owned by such a lovely and devoted Christian couple” took a bit of a hit when the husband was found to be taking a Solomon-like approach to his marriage (i.e. sharing his bed with multiple women) and the wife started talking about some of his other un-Christ-like behaviors (abusing her, defrauding his suppliers , Walmart-esque predatory practices against competitors …) He was asked to leave his church, and the store was out of business within months.

“Father has no heart!” Perfect! (Or “¡Tu padre no tiene corazón!” Once it goes to telenovela zone…)

Honestly this is my #1 favorite strip from the entire BCN news strip.

Relax, Angora, FATHER HAS NO HEART.

“Father has no heart” is one of THE best lines!