Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for August 31, 2020

One more syllable in the middle there, Sophie, and you would have had a lovely haiku.

Yay, Sir Figaro Newton is back!

Yay! It’s the beautiful, incomparable Tabitha! ❤ And . . . how can it be possible that Sophie and Tommy heard the mewing, too?? Do they live that close by?

(Cue the theme to The Twilight Zone …)

Elvis will not rest until she is safe.

If she is up in those tall trees that were on the twitter feed, her voice would travel in all directions.

Beatrix was a kitten found outside. She was alone. But it is my experience that few litters are just one baby. What if… it Wasn’t Beatrix! But one of her litter-siblings!?! Then they will have to think of a new name! How about Potter????

So the consensus is it’s a certain Kitten. Now, where could she be that both Sir Figaro and Sophie could hear her?

I suspect doom is rapidly approaching Beatrix.

I’ve asked this before, and lost the answers.

How do you get bold text in the comments?

(Thanks and apologies to all who have answered previously.)

I don’t understand; if it was Beatrix, wouldn’t she have called out everyone’s names? She knows all the kitties who live in the Big Pink House.

Maybe she with another kitten or cat who needs help and she doesn’t want to leave her or him.

It’s got to be aliens!

Did something happen at the book store??

I was wondering if someone took up ventriloquism.

If Beatrix were safe at home, would she not have chimed in on the broadcast?

Oh my…IRL Elvis Poofage! Currently a link at bottom of this page too.

https://www.instagram.com/p/CEiXmPJJPvL/?igshid=uyaocro4sem3

I love your stories Georgia, but just remember, this is a family strip, not too much drama if you please.

I was on a team that rescued cats out of trees. I can attest, the whole neighborhood knows when there’s a cat stuck in a tree. They can be amazingly loud

Panel two – Hold it together, Elvis.

Yay, the Ceiling Cats are back.

Just realized how “smart and snappy” the kitties look in their work togs.

lol of course Lupin is doubtful. fun little thing here Georgia.

Ya por fin, damas y caballeros, ¡la anhelantemente esperada regreso de Gatos De Noticias!*

At last, ladies and gentlemen, the long anticipated return of GDN!

We also have another need for a Detective…anyone come to mind?

The Moody Blues: I Know You’re Out There Somewhere

I know you’re out there somewhere

Somewhere, somewhere

I know I’ll find you somehow

And somehow I will save you from that tree!

…….

I hear a voice meowing

And I’m sure that it is you

You are in a tree up high on a branch

And we will come to rescue you!

…….

We can all hear you calling

We will all do what we can,

Whether we will climb up high or dig down deep

But you know we are all right here for you!

…….

I know you’re out there somewhere

Somewhere, somewhere

I know I’ll find you somehow

And somehow I will save you from that tree!

…….

Okay, so the million dollar question then: why is Beatrix out and about outside so early in the morning?

O.T. But advice, please! Over the weekend one of my cats developed an aural hematoma which was drained and sutured. Now he’s wearing a cone and is refusing to eat or drink. I’ve been feeding him by hand and giving him water in a medicine syringe. He’s happy for attention and seems to feel ok, just won’t eat or drink with the cone. Any suggestions?

If Beatrix is really missing from the bookstore, why isn’t Trevor out sniffing her trail? What’s the point of having a doggy-nose available if it’s not used? =)

HOW clever

Today is:

“Trail Mix” Day —Commonly referred to as “GORP” regardless of the ingredients. Gorp is an acronym for “good old raisins and peanuts” which two ingredients actually make the best train food—something you can grab a handful of and eat while hiking/portaging. Other nuts work if they aren’t too oily, but any nut going into gorp intended for actual camping use should be salted. Adding other dried fruit than raisins, crasins, or dried blueberries is problematic, as any dried fruit without a skin will fairly rapidly pick up atmospheric water and get very sticky. Marshmallows are right out, as are chocolate chips—neither is “pack hardy.” However, M&Ms will work if it’s not too wet out. If confronted by a bear or grizzly chipmunk, it is generally best to quietly surrender the gorp and move away. The bear you might manage to scare off, but if it’s a grizzly chipmunk, you’re doomed.

Eat Outside Day —Pass the gorp, and watch out for grizzly chipmunks.

Motorist Consideration Monday —Drive defensively. Buy a tank.

Love Litigating Lawyers Day —If you can read that with a straight face, there’s something wrong with you. You may be a lawyer.

National Diatomaceous Earth Day —I don’t mean to be abrasive, but let’s get down to the nitty gritty. With this earth material, it’s impossible not to rub someone the wrong way. You may now go back to your daily grind, even if it got off to a rocky start. I have polished off my silicious comments for the day.

Bae-Bea, now we will find you

And we won’t let you go

We built our love around you

We worry so, baby even though

You survived the cold sno-o-ow

Baby Beatrix, when first we met

We knew in these hearts of ours

That you were someone we wouldn’t forget

We will find you, our l’il superstar

When we first met we knew you were special

You made us feel like new

Now don’t worry, you’re not gonna leave us

Bae-Bea, we just can’t let you

Beatrix, now we will find you

And we won’t let you go

Just feel our warmth around you

We love you so, Beatrix even though

You’re a paw-ful, you’re a paw-ful(mm mm mm)

[John Macleod / Tony Macaulay]

OT: 302 hearing today…

OH NOES! Rescue Beatrix.

I sure hope Beatrix is okay.

With several cats claiming it’s Beatrix, it must be. But I’m hoping it isn’t.

Love the GN on the Spanish-speakers microphones (Gato Noticias).

mystery solved! :D

Beatrix may be trapped somewhere. It is a common cat “thing”. When my tabby didn’t show up for his morning walk, I knew something was up. Fortunately, I also knew he would “answer up” if I could get near him. I took my grey-and-white hunter with me. Within seconds of calling the tabby’s name, I heard a very faint meow. It was so faint I could not localize the sound. My grey-and-white cat can target prey by a grass blade rustle across a field, so I followed his attention. I stood behind him and saw his ears were “locked” on my neighbor’s garage. When I got closer, tabby got louder. I woke the neighbor from an afternoon nap and freed my boy from the garage full of motorcycles. He never got locked in anywhere again.

OT: Me

Poor kitten. At least there’s no snow like last time.

Beatrix is social media savvy. Is she trying to ZOOM in?

Can we have more of Sophie and her poetic renderings of cat life?

Very forbodding.

Daily hugs for LadyKat !