Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for October 17, 2020

Elvis gives such great descriptions…especially the Frankenstein green! They also pass the taste test. Except for the plastic bat.

Did Puck learn the nope trope from the woman, or did she learn it from the cats she had when she was a child and still capable of understanding them?

Does the 5 second rule apply here?

He licked it! It’s his now! This is an inviolable law.

Those aren’t bats! They’re miniature Pucks with wings! Get it right, Elvis!

OT – Nushi

Why isn’t Puck doing the review?

That “I cannot chew this but that won’t stop me from trying” face is 100% authentic. My cat made it just yesterday.

Saw some Spooky Donuts! Quick piping of frosting to make them special. Frankenstein Green was one of them! The piped hair, bolts, hint of stitches, and face was there in black. The Mummy was swishes of wide frosting strips and black eyes peeping out through them. Most of the rest were simple Spider Webs w/ Spiders and Bats!

I thought it was great! I see so many of these baked goods that they take three minutes, in super speed, to decorate. As I watch, I wonder, who would buy/eat that piece of art? If it takes longer to decorate it as it does to eat… it isn’t efficient. That is why I think the donuts were brilliant! The whole box could have been decorated and I would have eaten only one!

Sounds good.

Elvis is a perfect professional. He gives us a thorough review of the cupcakes, and spares himself nothing to do so.

The cupcakes are, of course,

Elvis needs to test the others colors for a comprehensive review.

It will die under my teeth!

Trust the Woman to show up just when Elvis starts testing the most interesting (to a cat) part.

Plastic bats on cupcakes? This must be some sort of a strange Batman fan festival.

And, mmmmm…. Cupcakes! :-P

Anyone else have cats who also like to lick plastic?

Young Schnurri of dishcloth-eating fame likes a nibble of silicone if he can get it. He is also not averse to joining me for a nice cup of milk tea after his morning meal, weird cat. He was found as a very sick, terribly underweight kitten about a year ago. The vet says weight-wise and health-wise he is fine now. He is a very affectionate cat who likes his cuddle. His strange eating habits though keep me on my toes. I try to lock everything in my cupboards, but more often than not resident door-opener Tiger moves in and he has the gift of the claw that can open anything. So No! No! Nope! is heard quite frequently in this household.

OT. Yen

Elvis needs to do a comparison report on the efficiency of plastic bats vs Christmas trees as cat teeth cleaners.

“Jaws” comes to mind.

I love Elvis’ face in the last panel!

Oddly, Loaner Cat likes neither anything sweet or anything plastic. She has mousie and sheepie, both of which have seen much better days thanks to our dog, but she loves them to death. She’s abhorred every single plastic ring, spring or other supposedly awesome cat toy and just glares at me like, “Seriously?” And if it’s sweet, her nose goes up in the air and that’s it. I love seeing Elvis taste test the cupcakes. That’s a treat for me ;)

Wonderful cupcakes on National Sweetest Day! So appropriate!

This would so happen, those bats would be all over the house, found under the couch years later

The Woman is turning a lovely shade of cardinal red!

I don’t get it: why put something inedible on an otherwise perfectly delicious cupcake?

It’s faster than trying to draw with frosting for most people.

Good morning all. They say bad-luck always comes in threes.

(1) This morning, my Father backed into our new car. He is fine, but the quarter panel on the Nissan has a big dent in it.

(2) Belle, we believe, has a urinary tract infection or Struvite bladder stones, which are common bladder stones in cats. She was in the bathroom with us when she suddenly squatted and deposited what looks like a couple of diluted drops of blood and urine on the floor. She is only 2 years old and is eating, purring and snuggling. We have a vet appointment scheduled on Monday at 4:30, the earliest available. Although, there is an emergency vet that is open 24 hours a day, but unless she gets worse, we will wait until Monday. I will let everyone know what the vet says after Belle’s appointment.

Belle, as well as all our cats, are strictly indoor fur-balls, so I am not sure how she could have gotten an infection. In fact, Giblet has fine tuned his existence to the Master bedroom → Master Bed → litter pan / food bowl → Master Bed.

Okay, that is two ‘bad-luck’ happenings today. I think we should hide in the house with the shades drawn so the third bad-luck cannot find us. Just our loved ones….the kid, the cats and my Gin.

Pumpkin Spice Scones.

Alright, friends, HOW did Georgia know that I have been planning ALL WEEK to try a new cupcake recipe today? I found a recipe for apple cupcakes. I plan on frosting them with a nice vanilla buttercream frosting and drizzling with a touch of caramel. They’re not meant to be spooky-colored…. but could be I suppose…..

Now I want a plastic bat.

Cooking show much?

I thought cats didn’t like sweet things? Although, of course, the bat is not sweet.

Today is:

Sweetest Day —I mention it only because it actually began as a day of charity to the less fortunate people in society, when they were given boxes of candy. It has since been taken over by commercial interest. If you can, give a treat to some unfortunate who probably hasn’t had one in years.

London Beer Flood, 1814 —Vats of beer at a London brewery burst, sending a 15 foot high wave of beer through the streets of London. Eight people died in the flood. No, I didn’t make this up.

Bridge Day — Four Clubs, three Diamonds, two Hearts, one Spade. And like a Bridge Over Troubled Water, the dummy lays down. Never understood the game or its fascination, though I sometimes whist I did. Pass.

I Love Yarn Day —Knitters and cats: they are real perls …

Four Prunes Day —I’m on a roll … I think it’s a prune Danish … I’m really plumming the depths …

Wear Something Gaudy Day —I suggest Safety Yellow, International Orange, and Chartreuse, with Purple accents. Me? I’m wearing Sky Type S and P.R.U. Blue.

International Repair Day —"Scaeva, every time I see you you’re repairing something." Story of my life. My coat of arms is a burger-bot, rampant.

Mulligan Day —This golf term means to redo something that worked particularly badly the first time. Who’s up for Mulligan Stew …?

If I refused to eat food my cats have tasted, pawed, or draped a tail on, I’d starve.

Scary morning but all will be well.

Clark is very aloof and very quiet, so it was odd to hear him vocalize for no apparent reason yesterday. Cold wet nose and no apparent problems, but he was a bit lethargic. This morning we found him laid out in the kitchen on the cold area of the stone. Drinking but not eating, very lethargic and a couple puddles of watery blood.

Blood drip from his penis area. Lisa hustled him in to the vet. Major UTI plus calcification. He isn’t totally blocked but the urine is “grainy”, indicating stones in the system. The blood is the result of the granular bits scraping the lining of the urinary tract.

They gave him a massive antibiotic injection good for a week or so and a multi-day pain shot. He is now isolated in the downstairs bathroom with special food to help break up the crystals. We also have to dose him twice a day with a drug that relaxes the urethra to make it easier for him to pass the crystals as they break up.

Lesson learned? When a quiet cat like Clark starts vocalizing, PAY ATTENTION. I had a bad feeling about it yesterday, but we took a wait and see stance. I’m kicking myself today for not going with my gut yesterday.

Thankfully, the Woman was there to catch Elvis. Other wise all the cupcakes would be doomed. Elvis did get his licks in, though.

Stop Elvis before he swallows again.

I would like a spooky cupcake!

Quick Woman, get that plastic bat out of Elvis’s mouth or he might have to make a return trip to Dr. Man the V-E-T!

Are they rings?

This reminds me of how you could tell how many years a British soldier had been in India:

First year man: Sets plate down to get tea. Comes back to find it covered with ants. Throws it out.

Second year man: Brushes off the ants and eats it anyway.

Third year man: Eats both food and ants.

Fourth year man: Waits to eat until he satisfied no more ants are coming.

I’m trying to find something like Sunday funday but with Saturday. Does this work? Saturday caturday

Oh, I laughed out loud!