Pickles by Brian Crane for December 04, 2022

OK, but we’ll just hold off on the blood sacrifices and burnt offerings for a bit.

And what were all those food offerings up to now, chopped liver?

(Note: perhaps they Were chopped liver)

All Bow to Lady Muffin !

We bought a portrait of our cat as part of a fund raiser. The artist did a GREAT job… and we’re happy to have her picture on the wall. Dunno how long it will outlast the actual cat, though. (Well I dunno if I will outlast the cat either).

Ex-gf of mine had a cat that roamed the neighborhood during the day. One day Vicki brought home a statue of the Egyptian cat goddess Bast, about two feet high, and had me help her paint it (gloss black, with gold paint for all the jewelry it was wearing). Propped it on a block facing the front door, and when Hercules came home that evening he saw it and froze in place.

He managed to complete a half-circle of the living room of the studio apartment, never getting closer to Bast than about six feet, and never once taking his eyes off it.

Muffin is planning to dispatch both the ceramic cat and scented candle to the floor.

Once again, affirming the fact that cats are royalty!

I’ve seen people with pictures of their houses on the wall – I didn’t get it unless it is some kind of “you are here” reminder.

This brings to mind about the Egyptians worshipping cats. What Opal should do is set up an altar and put the ceramic knick knack on it with a candle. (LOL)

All you cat lovers out there: Go to today’s Astronomy Picture of the Day (12/4/22). Click on the link to “enthralling”.

Cats were worshipped as gods in ancient Egypt. They have never forgotten this.

Then the cat knocks them both off.

After all,Muffin has nine lives…

But Opal put it on a table. How does Muffin balance the act of the humans worshipping her with the overriding compulsion to knock it to the floor?

They..??? – You mean “she”…!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cat: “Now get started on my pyramid!”

The kitten we adopted grew up to look just like the cookie jar we already had.

We took a photo of the two of them side-by-side. The cookie jar was looking at Kitty with a serene smile; Kitty was glaring back at the cookie jar, “What are you looking at, Chubby?”

Last panel. Funny!

Earl would have preferred you brought back the fleas.

Earl should go out and find a ceramic Roscoe.

Cats are not famous for humility.

Cats were once treated as Gods and they have NOT forgotten that.

My Sunday newspaper had an old rerun for Pickles today, one that I especially hate. This one is much better.

I don’t expect Earl to get down on his knees and pray the the porcelain kitty. ;-p