Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for December 17, 2020

I think the best thing we can say about this situation is that Lupin is still at the desk and not within reach of the boy and his paint-hands. Although Lupin’s sparkle powers appear to be increasing.

It’s rainbow-o’clock.

Will this one brave cat also be colored like a RAINBOW ?!

Oh dear. Is the boy losing the ability to understand what the cats are saying?

Today is the 2 year “gotcha day” for Cole rescued from the drive shaft of a car in a parking lot. We are also watching closely our 15 year old Bella for soon we must be making a decision for her to cross over. It is never easy.

Check the clock again! LOL!

You are so very good for trying to stop this, Puck.

Red on one side and Blue on the other!

That reminds me! Trivia Time! For all the people who like Harley Quinn of DC fame. Her hair/makeup is Red on her Right and Blue on her Left. In some educational circles… to teach little kids Left/Right… they will color shoes, have a bracelet, or some other indicator… like Harley Quinn does! Red – Right… Blue – Left.

Look likes the Boy has already done a number on his shirt! Puck realizes the odds of not angering old St Nick are dwindling fast while Lupin maintains his sparkling glow.

Is Lupin permanently a disco ball now?

Mommy should paint clear gloss over it. Keep it for posterity.

Lupin’s still with the glitterati. Puck, stop stopping him and call the woman!

Even since the prehistoric times, walls were always a canvas. Go ahead and make your ancestors proud, kid.

I’m beginning to think that The Boy’s plan might not have quite the desired result.

Georgia, is this also inspired by true events?

OT. Yen

Boy, just look at Puck’s face. He’s practically a Tiny Babushka of Rage! Perhaps rethink this plan?

Black is black

Mom wants her old life back

It’s grey, it’s grey

Since it went away

Oh-oh, what can I do?

’Cause I-I-I-I-I,

I’m all red & blue

If I had my way

She’d be glad today

She needs good cheer

So happy again

Oh-oh, I’m ready to go

’Cause I-I-I-I-I,

I’ll do a rainbow

All colors I’ll use,

I’ve nothing to lose

It won’t take long

Maybe smiles

Would come back to her

What can go wrong?

Bad is bad

That Mommy is so sad

It’s time, it’s time

That she found peace of mind

Oh-oh, it bugs poor Pucky so

’Cause Pu-u-u-u-uck

Puck’s tellin’ me “no”

(T. Hayes / S. Wadey / M. Grainger)

Looks like the Boy is practicing to be the next Banksy!

Even though Artists are not understood in their own time, I think the critics are going to be particularly harsh in their reviews on this gallery opening.

Paul Williams and Kenny Ascher: Rainbow Connection (Well somebody had to do it)

Why are there so many walls without rainbows?

A blank canvas ready for joy

Rainbows are troublesome, just messy paintings,

Drawn by a mischievous boy.

So it would seem, and I know Puck believes it,

He just might be wrong, wait and see,

Soon we will find out, the lovely connection,

The orbsters, the songsters, and me!

…….

Who said that every wall must be clean and spotless?

With only a blank white background

Somebody said it once, and we all believed it

But look at what we have all found!

Colorful rainbows bring hope for a new day,

That we need so desperately,

Soon we will find out, the lovely connection,

The orbsters, the songsters, and me!

…….

All of us reading right now we know there is still some magic!

…….

Have you been stuck inside, and miss friends and family?

I know that feeling as well,

But there is still a place we can share joys and sorrows,

Adventures too numerous to tell,

Some rainbow painting, and comics amazing,

It’s something we all live to see,

Soon we will find out, the lovely connection,

The orbsters, the songsters, and me!

Smelly Lupin

It is nice the boy wants to make Mommy happy, but I’m not really sure that’s the best way to do it.

Boy, please listen to Puck before the poor cat has a heart attack!

The purity of the Boy’s intentions has to count for something.

Okay, their first mistake was putting the paints where he could access them so easily in the first place…

As we Jews say… Oy to the world.

I wonder if the Boy is losing the ability to understand the cats.

this rainbow ain’t gonna make mommy happy!

Boy, I know your mommy is unhappy. But putting a rainbow on the wall, like at her favorite diner, won’t actually help. =)

When the heart wants a rainbow, put on a smock and stand back.

Where is Elvis? Isn’t he the ultimate rule enforcer? And any Siamese should be able to raise the roof and get mom’s attention.

Poor deluded child.

Today is:

Wright Bothers Day: On this day in 1903 the Wright brothers made one small step. Sixty-three years, six months and three days later that step ended in a giant leap for mankind.

Kitty Hawk, Tranquility Base. The Eagle has landed.

National Maple Syrup Day: Break out the waffles, pancakes, French toast, or even hot cereal. If you’ve never had pure maple syrup, it is something you should taste at least once in your life. The cause of its unique flavor is poorly understood. Be warned that once you have tasted it, commercial “maple” syrups will be disappointing. Darn it, now I want waffles, and the only one available is furry and would greatly resent having maple syrup poured on him—though that would get me my minimum daily requirement of cat hair.

Long ago we decided that instead of moving, we’d expand the house. The architect had two great ideas — the master bedroom would become a library with floor to ceiling bookcases (which I filled immediately) and the wall between the kitchen and the dining room would be removed (replaced with cabinets/storage so you could talk to people while cooking or washing dishes). He understood our priorities – books and food.

The night before the workmen arrived to smash the wall, I put the boys (7 and 2) in nothing but oversized, ratty t-shirts and we painted on that wall. Among the pictures painted, I still remember older brother made a Buzz Lightyear, I did a very buxom Wonder Woman. Somewhere I have photos of our fabulous mural.

When the workmen arrived the next day, there was the joking — are you SURE you want us to take down the wall now? — but also some surprise that I had let them do it in the first place.

I dunno, it seemed like a no-brainer. Who doesn’t want to paint on the walls? And the wall was going away. Why not? Of course they covered themselves, well mostly the shirts, in paint.

Thanks for the memory reminder, Georgia. Nice to think of a happier, simpler time.

Come on people. His mom is an artist. He is just following the family tradition.

Noooonononono

In my relaxed middle age having been educated by my cats, I assume that I would want to preserve the boy’s art work on my living room wall, to be immortalized in a photograph and then painted over later once it becomes a source of acute embarrassment to the nascent artist in his teens.

It might be the artist’s gene playing up in the boy, he is after all the son of one of my favourite cartoon artists.

Ars gratia artis.

Do we now say:

“Boy are PAINTER!”

Poor Puck, trying to talk reason into someone who doesn’t want to hear reason. Not even listening to the warnings that Santa is watching (probably more afraid of Elf on the Shelf even though that’s nothing)

Shoulda gotten him some wrapping paper, Puck. Coulda unrolled a length (say four or five feet) and had him decorate the inside of it so it could be framed. Course cutting it might have been difficult since you’d have had to use scissors (you’re a grown-up cat so you’re responsible, though it would probably have been better to try cutting with your claws)

Boy, some of my original artworks STILL grace my parents walls – and I’m 38! Rainbow on, my young friend!

Puck is a brave cat indeed.

Is poor Puck getting blamed again? Is he going to be … doomed?

A for effort, F for placement, and a C for listening skills.

Well, Puck can’t say he didn’t try.

You know, all week I’ve been thinking this will end badly, but… Today I just suddenly thought. The lovely Ms. Dunn is more… free-spirited than many a mother. It could be that The Boy really does know his mother very well and that a rainbow on the wall may in fact make her happy. Or if not the painting itself, the fact that he thought of something to make her happy and went about making it happen- that’s a lot of effort to make someone smile, and don’t we all appreciate when someone tries to make us smile?