Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for November 06, 2020

“Why does the floor move?”

This ‘toon made me remember a friend who took his puppy out for his first winter walk. The puppy came to his first patch of ice, when he tried to run on it, my friend stood still and held the leash. Puppy ran without getting anywhere, so he stopped, sniffed the “ground” and tried again. Just couldn’t figure out why running didn’t work.

The floor is moving!!!

The frantic escaping is so perfectly illustrated here. Cats are so wonderfully weird.♥

Wild cat Elvis! This is his week to go crazy!! The Woman has not been successful in talking Elvis off the ledge ( or the spinny floor) . Puck is observing all with his reporter eyes. Will tomorrow bring a chart?

The Susan ain’t so lazy…

Elvis discovers angular momentum!

Elvis back foot toe beans and foot pad! He’s in a spin but not lovin’ that spin he’s in.

You’re gonna need more cheese, ham, and the baby carrier.

Elvis in flight, poofed out.

And Elvis Poofs Out!

Oh no! Scared Elvis Poof! That’s even worse than Angry Elvis Poof!

That’s a magnificent poofage !

Considering he dislodged a cleaver, he’s lucky to still have a tail to poof

Tail poof!

OT – Nushi’s Gotcha Day!!!

Well, Elvis flipped off the furniture…

Dizzy

He’s so dizzy, his head is spinning

Like a whirlpool, it never ends

And it’s you, Sue, making it spin

You’re making him dizzy

First time that he saw you, Sue, he knew that he just had to try you out

But it’s so hard to relax with you moving round & all about

He wanted you for his sweet bed

But you keep messin’ with his head

Going round in circles all the time

Dizzy

He’s so dizzy, his head is spinning

Like a whirlpool, it never ends

And it’s you, Sue, making it spin

You’re too busy

Yeah, he’s so dizzy

(Tommy Roe)

Still looking dignified of course.

This is hilarious!

My buddy in school in Tallahassee had that happen but not with a cat but a ferret he named Mr T. those little guys can be be pretty entertaining!

A lazy Susan under the sink, or at the bottom of other cabinets, seems like a good idea. I’ve only seen them as a separate thing that you put on the dining table.

With Elvis around for entertainment, who needs a tv?

:-D

If the Woman is like me, she’s going to discover all kinds of stuff on the back side of that lazy susan that she forgot she even had.

Elvis, wait until you come around again and then jump! Oh, you already did.

And now an ear worm from the 80’s “You Spin Me Round (Like A Record)”

♪" You spin me right round, baby

Right round like a record, baby

Right round round round

You spin me right round, baby

Right round like a record, baby

Right round round round" ♫

Writer(s): Burns Peter Jozzepi, Coy Stephen

OT Yen

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

Thomios: Your Majesty, for tonight’s dinner I give you a new dish: Kibble Surprise.

Queen Catshepsut the Golden: It is most delicious, Thomios. However did you think of it.

Thomios: Truth be told, Your Majesty, it was the idea of my sous chef, Runn-Arond. She thought up the recipe, found the ingredients (strangely enough, most had magically appeared in the pantry) and prepared the dish.

Elvis-Anum: I have met your sous chef. She is a most remarkable cat. Always coming up with new ideas, but very quiet.

Puckmosis: And to think at one time we believed she was not ambitious at all.

Thomios: Yes. Now no one will call her the Lazy Sous Chef!

I look forward to your posts everyday, so creative and entertaining,thanks

♪’Cause you can’t get on your feet

Goin’ round and round

(Round and round)

Still takin’ all the heat

Goin’ round and round

(Round and round)

(Round and round)

Goin’ round and round

(Round and round)

(Round and round and round and round)

Goin’ round and round

(Round and round)"♫

“I’m Not the One” lyrics by Ric Ocasek

Elvis discovers the slingshot principal. The hard way.

I’m glad my dogs can’t fit into the one we have. Or maybe they could, and just don’t wanna try.

Wait, he’s coming around again! Grab him, Woman! Oh, dear …

My folks have something like that at their place. Can’t say they ever had this same problem though when any of their cats get into it…but then I think their lazy susan is a bit more weighted, and doesn’t spin quite so easily as shown here.

Which, you know, isn’t nearly as fun that way, but such is life.

Is this a conspiracy, are the two co-reporters out to destroy Elvis’s dignified reputation, shame on you Lupin, shame on you Puck. Oh, you swore an oath to report the truth and nothing but the truth and this is the truth. Anyways, you are forgiven, it has excellent entertainment value, your news.

Cabinets will never be the same.

When I was a kid, we had a Lazy Susan that came with a center bowl and surrounding wedge shaped dishes that was handy for party appetizers. But minus the dishes it was great for Scrabble on family game nights as we could easily turn the board set on it so no one had to watch the board upside down. Of course, you had to turn it gently lest the game come to a flying end. Probably good thing we did not have a cat then.

The Lazy Susan Cabinet! … The kitchen equivalent of a Fun House!! :)

O/T: "This amusing clip sees a frightened house cat that ventured outside but ended up stuck on top of a fence.

Sierra Neijndorff was on hand to help her neighbours cat in their garden in Hoofddorp, Netherlands but the cat was more terrified of her.

The grey puss began spewing unusual sounds whilst Sierra caught it all on camera on June 24."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pJhgAi9sjxw

[ONSCREEN CREDIT – Sierra Neijndorff]

Just call it Bloody Friday.

No, Clark is NOT going to be giving a urine specimen today.

No, he is not going to the vet’s office at all.

He’s a wary beast, young, strong and extremely resistant to helpful suggestions.

Yours truly, on the other hand, actually both hands, is generating substantial fluid samples.

Maybe next week. Maybe.

Today is:

National Saxophone Day: "You got to put down the ducky

You got to put down the ducky

You got to put down the ducky if you wanna play the saxophone!"

Adolphe Sax had to figure that out before he could invent the thing. My favorite version had Seiji Ozawa in a cameo. Laughed so hard it hurt.

Lost Without a Compass Day: “Lost? Ain’t never been lost! Been powerful confused for a week or two, but ain’t never been lost.” Attributed to Henry Frapp, mountain man. “Bumps of direction” are real. I had one, always knew where north was, but the ability degraded with age. Now I’m just powerful confused …

Fountain Pen Day: Honoring a much neglected weapon of self defense (think squid or octopus) and the bane of white shirts. The ball-point pen is probably responsible for the decline in popularity of men’s vests.

Basketball Day: Honoring the second most popular contact sport. Mr. Naismith is probably spinning in his grave. Men made entirely of elbows. And those shorts are ridiculous.

National Nachos Day: "Nacho, nacho man!

Nacho, nacho man!

I want to eat nachos!"

Well, who doesn’t, inspite of the obnoxious commercial? One thing though:

You got to put down the ducky if you want to eat nachos!

poor elvis

Now why in the world have I not thought to put one them under my sink for all my stuff! I KNOW! Just too easy! LOL

This is just what I need today! Especially the nacho saxophone culture jam. I ought to send this to my cousin Amanda. If I’m not mistaken she used to play that song on The Swing Years & Beyond on KUOW.

One of my old friends says “I’m not lost. I just don’t know where I am.”

Fountain pens ROCK. There are online communities celebrating their awesomeness. Do you remember the Sheaffer school fountain pens? In shorthand class we were required to use them!

http://www.myantiquepens.com/2014/04/introduction-sheaffer-student-cartridge.html

Does this mean Elvis is going to hork up a hairball on that strange, waterfilled People chair instead of the nice fuzzy bathmat he tries to hork it up on?

Catapult!

Okay, this one was a genuine laugh out loud!!!!!!

I had a built in lazy Susan in a lower corner cabinet, and the kittens could get under it. As they grew, they kept squeezing under it. It was their best pet sitter hiding place. The “kittens” lived to age 18-19 years. ♥️

Poor Elvis. He can’t relax anywhere, can he?

OT: Hurricane Eta

Run like the wind, Elvis!

I laughed so hard, my back spasms had spasms. Plus: pain…

Paniced cats are highly dangerous.

Puck is speechless in the last panel. If there were a fifth panel would he be:

1) horrified and trying to help?

2) doubled over with laughter?

3) laughing but still trying to help Elvis?

My cats have had … moments. Does not surprise me in the least.

Welcome all the new commentators and their fur babies ! – ( * hands out cat lover buttons and kitty treats * ) And jerky for the dogs:)

Reminds me of a pivotal scene in “Flight of the Intruder”— EJECT! EJECT! EJECT!

Somewhat ironically, just before I got laid off, I changed my screen saver at work to the entire quote. I left it that way. I wonder if the next poor fool who used that computer got the message. I hope so, and I hope he or she took the advice.

all furballs do act s crazy all time !

Are we sure he’s a Siamese and not a certain speedy blue hedgehog?

!!!

In “days of yore” it would happen with record turntables, while records were playing.