Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for March 21, 2022

That is a VERY colorful linen closet!

Hey! I remember this one! As I recall, Georgia commented at the time that this was a common occurrence. (Even the sure fire method of food dish rattling or treat bag opening would be ineffective for a deaf cat.)

“Mission accomplished”

You’re just teaching him that napping in the linen closet gets attention and affection. On the other hand, I’m going back to work today after a few days off for Spring Break, and I bet I’m going to be jealous of Lupin’s on-the-clock nap this week.

Lupin was just SO SLEEPY! Poor baby….snicker.

Isn’t the linen cupboard one of the first places you would look for a cat?

Best view of Lupin’s toebeans EVER!

You tell her, Elvis!

Elvis – always the persecuted one.

Love the under the chin shot.

Elvis, you know how dangerous a hidden Lupin is!

Bagheera liked to nap in the cupboard in my bathroom. He apparently made himself a little nest of towels in there.

Poor Elvis, life can be tough for a dignified cat that actually has a sense of duty…

They are jealous of his camo ability, despite thr fact Puck has it also. Achilles is proof of that.

My cat: “What is this ‘work hours’ concept of which you speak?”

Elvis, Puck, Goldie – there’s a lesson to be learned here.

Burt, queue up some more previously recorded footage. I’ve got a feeling some more cats are going to be napping on the job.

Double bonanza of video and pics of Ora and Iggy….so sweet and cute!

https://dumpor.com/c/8183780202005097972

https://dumpor.com/c/4107417460708227972

I love the way Lupin sleeps!

Caught sleeping on the job was at least an instant suspension, where i worked. I always thought they shoud be made to work extra hours.

You’ll find tired Lupin sleepin’ on a shelf

He likes to nap there all by himself

With hot pink toe beans that’ll melt your soul

Yeah, toe bean love that makes you lose control

Don’t try to find him in a bed, no

You’ll never even see him close the door

In ten seconds you’ll be hearing him snore

In his cozy nap-time hidey-hole

Oh yeah, well, sixteen hours is his goal

In a cozy nap-time hidey-hole

George Henry Jackson / Thomas Earl Jones III – Old Time Rock & Roll

THIRD PANEL IS ADORABLE!!!!!

Yes, poor baby Lupin, all alone. I don’t know how he ever slept in such a soft, comfortable, isolated place. The Woman’s affection is just boundless.

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

At the Art Room

Beatrixia: Violet-Ifa and I are planning a trip to the Great Pyramid to explore the Archive Room. Want to come along to the treasure room?

Maat-Tilda: Yes! I would like to find some new decorations for my tapestries.

Sophititi: And I would like to find some found objects for my artwork.

Beatrixia: Do you think Iron Glove and Adobe Style would like to come?

Violet-Ifa: Lupinium is going to Afar to do his tumbling workshop. He can ask them.

Sometime Later

Beatrixia: …So that’s the plan. Could you find out if Iron Glove and Adobe Style want to come back here?

Lupinium: Sure. It sounds like a lot of fun. You know that Avenger and Emma are taking me.

Beatrixia: Yes. I’m foal-sitting Diana.

At the Royal Paddock

Emma-Peelia: Now you be good for Bea. Don’t get into any trouble.

Bea: Don’t worry. I’ll make sure we don’t get into any mischief.

Lupinium: (Wink, Wink)

Diana: Yes, we’ll be as good as gold.

Aw, Elvis! Napping at work, has proven to make cats(and people!) more productive! CRASH! See! Lupin is already producing mayhem!

Just loop that footage for a couple days.

How perfect for this to be today! I’m kittysitting 3 cats at my house. One went missing this morning. I looked everywhere, under the bed, dresser, recliner and tables. On shelves. My thought was somehow he snuck out when I went out for a cigarette. I’m in tears cuz I can’t find him. Went into the bathroom for one last check of litter boxes. Thinking he wouldn’t be in there I opened the cabinet under the sink. There he was!! How??? I had not been in there so either he or one of the other cats opened and closed it!! BTW Starlord is trying to make friends with them. Not going over so good. He even has been bringing toys to them.

Work hours?

And yet again, Elvis is the real victim here.

Get it: FOOTage? Love the in-your-face toe beans. 2 panels’ worth, what a squeee!

Elvis just can’t stand the woman giving so much attention to Lupin!

Elvis should go seek his needed attention, and sympathies with the Girl.

❤✨❤

I would have thought he had disappeared nude into a white sink again.

I had to babysit one of my mom’s friend’s kitten. She disappeared from the room she was staying in. I freaked out for a while, but found her inside the workings of the freezer in the same room. How she made it behind the motor is beyond me. Cat magic.

I’m with you, Elbiff

“Dock that cat a day’s pay for nappin’ on the job.”

OT: Grandpuppy update

See? All the toebean addicts missed the incredibly cute pink nose in panel 3. That’s not merely cute, it’s TurboCute!

Elvis, you’re a drama queen….

Be sure to check out today’s Off the Mark comic, if you haven’t already.

McKayla always rushed into the closet in the morning while Marie was getting ready. Sometimes, she would end up locked in there all day since I always leave first. I would arrive home to find the other cats assembled outside the door and a muffled meow from inside the closet. The funny thing is, even after being locked in more than once, McKayla kept doing it.

Go figure the mind of a cat?

When our daughter was in grade school our cat went missing. She and I were convinced he’d gotten out so we searched the neighborhood. When we got back we discovered him asleep on a pile of towels in the cupboard above the washer.

Elvis deserves credit for working hard.

Ah, poor under appreciated Elvis

Hush, Elvis. Knowing Lupin, he was up all night covering your shift. AGAIN.

When I was living in grad student housing, my closet backed onto the bathroom. The back wall was mildewed and there were some random boards nailed to the side wall to a hole cut to access the pipes. I complained to the University when I first moved in.

During my second semester, I came home after class to find my closet had fresh sheetrock and a coat of paint and a nicely framed panel screwing into the wall to cover the pipes. I got over my initial annoyance at finding all my clothes tossed on the bed and then realized I had no idea where my cat was…

I wasn’t supposed to have a pet and if I had any warning that workers were coming, I would have locked her in the bathroom. I looked everywhere in the tiny apartment. Nothing. I was sure she had run out the open door and checked every floor of the building, the laundry room, even prowled outside checking the snow for cat tracks. Nothing.

I cried myself into a fitful sleep and in the morning was listlessly getting ready for class when I heard the tiniest “meow”. I started racing around like a lunatic until I heard another tiny “meow”. It was coming from the closet. But there was no cat in the closet.

One more meow and I was prying the nice new access panel off the wall with my trusty Swiss army knife. Out pops my little black cat, who shakes herself like she just had a lovely nap under the warm pipes and trots into the kitchen for breakfast. She got my leftover chicken (I was on a tiny stipend; it was a major indulgence to buy chicken and I would stretch it for 3 meals) and I went to class with a much lighter heart.

Selene, the Cat of Amontillado.

Our cat, Lily, was nap-hiding today. Today wife always tries to get eyes on her before leaving the house and today she was unsuccessful. We searched high and low to no avail. Eventually I thought to spread out the blanket and shake the treat bag that summons her to a brushing. She was there immediately but came from behind me so we still don’t know her hiding place!

My place is here. Under the bed. With the cats. Where it is safe. I’ve said this before, I know.