Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for April 19, 2019

Just get him a box to sit in — he won’t budge from it for hours!

Sgt. Spot will chase him off.

Just shine a laser over there.

That curiosity will make the corporal less corporeal.

Corporal Laser-Pointer, please report to the bridge immediately.

It gets worse when Corporal Mittens starts lying on the console.

Thank you for Corporal Mittens!!

Just don’t let him do an EVA; he’d push the station out of orbit.

He just wants to be in your line of sight.

…thereby saving them from a decaying orbit!

Corp. Mittens would rather help do paper work. Tear and Shred like my cat.

Note the red shirt.

Just as I started to read this, my Siamese jumped up onto the keyboard, purring away. They love to be close and in your line of sight. Feel flattered.

It could be worse. You could have a Major Payne…

Shouldn’t he be walking on the control board?

What happened to the donut arc, you left in suspense? [Next panel: Cliff is wiping crumbs from his mouth.]

Corporal Mittens is such a pretty kitty. I love that face. I hope we see more of him.

A girl I worked with had a Siamese at home, and would come to work with cat hair on her clothes. We would kid her about all the grey hair.

Mr Rickard draws a nice cat. (Not many artists can.)

Corporal Mittens is often on the ‘away team’. Curiosity kills the cat, but he has nine lives.

Jade offers the same help with whatever I’m trying to do.

The last panel should properly say, “Would someone get Corporal Mittens off my keyboard?” ; )

ka-cat

“Corporal Mittens, would you please get your tail outta my face!”