Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for May 28, 2019

Oh, Elvis!!

Oh, Elvis, stop being such a sour puss! Take off those noise canceling ear phones and listen to nature’s symphony! At least Puck is showing appreciation—and toe beans!

I don’t think those headphones are very effective for cats, what with their ears not being on the sides of their head.

OK. Earmuffs/headphones made me snort disgustingly and be glad I’d already put down my drink. Well played, Georgia! Love the surprise new details!

Elvis is like the grandpa who chases away mischievous kids off the lawn

I don’t know if I can get away with posting this, but an artist I admire has a wonderful daily painting today, and I thought the toe bean fans here would enjoy: https://twitter.com/Piper_Thibodeau/status/1133145974757613569

What’s a peep toad, asks the city girl….

Suddenly, Puck is 90% nose!

I know Elvis has a reputation for being the Siamese-who-can’t-be-pleased, but with the spring peepers, I wonder how sensitive his hearing is? There are certain sounds that set my teeth on edge — coins rubbed together, and rattling cutlery — but these noises don’t bother the people around me … any one out there have similar experiences to share?

Check out Georgia’s instagram page for a guest artist’s rendition of her Garfield gown and a great Goldie video and picture.

https://www.instagram.com/breakingcatnews/

Elvis! The Incredible Shrinking Man is escaping out a hole in the screen!

Ah, the beautiful gift of nature at its finest.

Majesty of nature, you say? Something like this? https://www.livescience.com/63723-sneezing-white-deer-photo.html

I really just wanted an excuse to share that. :D

Brilliant use of alliteration Pucky: Oh sweet splendor of spring indeed. :-)

Aren’t there relaxation CDs with peepers on them?

I wear earplugs too, Elvis!

Elvis is soo peeped out!

If you say peeping toads are a good thing, OK. But I’ll still be closing my curtains at night.

And one little lightning bug.

Aw, Puck looks so cute in his striped jammies.

The sounds of life in the spring and summer. The dry rustle of leaves in the fall or the way rain sounds, in different times of the year. The absolute quiet of the night in winter with snow on the ground. These are the sounds (or lack there of) that I have enjoyed out, and away from humanity. No phones. No traffic. No distractions.

Life for me is not just visual, it is audible and odoriferous. Rain smells different than a thunderstorm. A humid morning in Summer smells different than a dry morning in the fall. Do you know how loud your breathing sounds, standing still, in gentle snowfall?

I hope future generations are able too have the same experiential opportunities.

Elvis looks like he’s giving a tribute to Grumpy Cat

See no peeper, hear no peeper.

Oh, Elvis, what a face! I want to grab you and cover you in kisses! Puck, you are such a sweetheart, with the soul of a poet, I could cover you in kisses too! Drat, now my laptop screen needs to be cleaned, it’s covered in lip prints!

For the first 5-10 minutes I’m with Puck, after that I’m with Elvis

::blink::

I’m with Puck – I love watching fireflies on summer nights.

::blink::

Love the lightning bug. They used to appear in August, here, but last week two were spotted and it is not quite June.

Nature. Heat, dust, rain, mud, spiky plants, sharp rocks, and lots of things equipped with venom. Great.

I looked up, Peep frogs and listened to it’s sound. While the info say they are mainly a northeastern frog, I swear they sound like the frogs I hear in South Carolina, when I visit my parents. If that is what I am hearing at night, then I love it! I open the window and let them lull me to sleep! Sorry you don’t like their music, like me and Puck, Elvis!

I’m with Puck—love the peepers! Grew up in the West Virginia mountains and they sang me to sleep many, many spring nights, over the soft sound of the nearby creek. Other things during that time were not so great, but that was almost heaven, indeed…

Elvis be Jammin?

Elvis’s sound sensitivity reminds me of an old “Peanuts” strip, in which Lucy suddenly leaves, and Linus explains that their Mom had called her, using a special whistle “only fussbudgets can hear”.

My mom called them spring peepers.

The light’ning bug is quite a nice touch, Georgia!

The house where I spent most of my youth had a marsh “next door.” The peep toads and crickets sang every night from spring to the first frost. I loved it, and really missed it when I moved out. Then someone drained the marsh and built a house on the lot. They probably have a basement swimming pool—and I hope so.

& there was a lightening bug too! I love those guys! We used to gather in the field behind our house with our friends & catch them in jars & then let them go after. There are so few now…it’s kinda sad.

It’s OK Elvis hates everything that isn’t his females or food.

Peep frogs don’t bother me. Cicada, on the other hand…

What Puck is really contemplating is what would happen to those peep toads if he were allowed outside.

Where can I get cat sized ear defenders like the ones Elvis has. I could use those for one of my cats.

Is Pucky sipping coffee or tea?

Oh, Pucky… you and I have a lot in common…

Elvis is not so enamored.

OT: Diego

Cute Pucky ‘soliloquy gesture’ paw beans in panel three.

Noise-canceling headphones! Great look, Elvis!