Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for December 02, 2022

Lupin knows that if you let the sock population get out of hand, you’ll have an ecological disaster!

Just as long as Lupin doesn’t teach Iggy to “wake innocent family and long-suffering roommates for no reason”, then the Hunting of the Socks is a skill worth learning …

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Just being around new boy kitty makes Lupin look years younger.

No need for the warning. You’ll never find the other socks anyway. Laundry just works like that.

The socks know they are doomed.

Ooh yeah, fearsome hunter. ;-)

This is just.. precious. It’s nice to see this side of Lupin: nurturing, kind.. and still a bit off but you know.. not actively destroying everything in sight or being the bane of Elvis’ existance.

That sentence also finally made me realize why he and Elvis don’t get along: like he and Goldie their two diffrent flavors of oddly intense that don’t go together. Elvis takes himself seriously, often too much, while Lupin only does on Camera and even then it’s not guaranteed he’ll have clothes on. As such Lupin seems to see it as his duty to knock Elvis down a notch while Elvis sees him as the bane of his existance. The two are still brothers at the end of his day but it’s clear if Puck weren’t between them they would’ve fought to the death years ago. or until the woman spray bottled them both for fighting but you get it.

In contrast he gets along well with Iggy and Puck because their calm gentle souls. The intesnity is off. Iggy just goes with the flow and Puck is gentle and kind to everyone (within limits). Iggy needds someone to guide him and while Ora was a decent start, Lupin is a shockingly good fit, getting him to loosen up but as seen here also genuinely trying to teach him and not just teaching him to destroy because it’s what he do, but because he thinks it’s an art worth passing on.

Socks are great to hide behind but must be destroyed!

You can see the wiggle in the last panel. You all know that wiggle. It comes just before the pounce.

I have a button that says: sneak, sneak, sneak, sneak, wiggle rear end, sneak, sneak, sneak, sneak, pounce!

Those socks are vicious, you know! The People should be thankful!

Of course you has to warns those steenky stinkers to keeps away. It socks to be steenky.

As the mighty, House Snow Panther, proudly shows off his kills…the young, Tuxedo Panther, looks on in awe!

I had no idea that my missing socks were culled from the herd.

Makes perfect sense now.

Mighty hunter!

Be glad it was just socks. Our Scruffy was an underwear thief.

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

Lupinium: Iggy, hunting is a noble and necessary skill. The most important things you must learn is how to hunt and where to hunt.

Iggy: Where do we start?

Lupinium: First is to remove these stray objects that threaten to interfere with orderliness and create clutter.

At The Artisan’s Studio

Sophititi: Adobe Style, will you remind Lupinium to return my found objects when he’s done hunting them?

Adobe: Sure thing. And I’ll see if Elvis-Anum is missing any more pens.

Maat-Tilda: Looks like I’m missing a few spools of thread. I’ll have to ask the ladies to procure some more.

Sophititi: Then we’ll give Iggy a tour to show where to avoid thwumping.

You think you’re safe in your sock drawer? Think again, socks! Mighty hunters roam the Big Pink House and they’re gonna getcha.

’Twas some nights before Christmas, when all through the house

Two creatures were hunting, (but no Robber Mouse);

The stockings were spread in the kitchen with care,

In hopes to warn any hose lurking there;

Other cats were nestled all snug in their beds;

While Lupin and Iggy were tracking instead;

And the Woman and Man so warm in their sheets,

With no visions of soon waking up to cold feets.

’Til they heard Lupin exclaim, ere he filled them with fright—

“Happy hunting to us, and to all a good night!”

- A Visit from St. Nicholas – Clement Clarke Moore

Yes, Lupin! Now teach him to roar like a mighty hunter! It’s late at night, the absolute perfect time for it.

Apropos of nothing, I recently bought a book for my library called The Lion in the Living Room. Nonfiction about the domestication of cats (and how they domesticated us), but it wouldn’t make a bad kid’s book title either!

Lupin hates socks

In the grand timeline did Lupin actually get to meet the kittens?

Yes, Lupin, the socks should be scared, very scared.

This strip is so very Lupin. Of course, so are the ones with Fluffapurrus Rex, the tiny horse, and several others.

You all laugh, but a cornered sock can be a ferocious fighter!

Normally the sock carcasses would be well-hidden so as NOT to warn the other socks. :)

Weeheeheehee dee heeheeheehee weeoh aweem away

Weeheeheehee dee heeheeheehee weeoh aweem away

(A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh)

(A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh)

In the jungle, the mighty jungle

The kitten sleeps tonight

In the jungle the quiet jungle

The kitten sleeps tonight

Weeheeheehee dee heeheeheehee weeoh aweem away

Weeheeheehee dee heeheeheehee weeoh aweem away

(A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh)

(A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh)

Near the dryer, the peaceful dryer

The kitten sleeps tonight

Near the dryer, the quiet dryer

The kitten sleeps tonight

Weeheeheehee dee heeheeheehee weeoh aweem away

Weeheeheehee dee heeheeheehee weeoh aweem away

(A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh)

Hush, my darling, don’t fear, my darling,

The socks put up no fight.

Hush, my darling, don’t fear, my darling,

The socks put up no fight.

Weeheeheehee dee heeheeheehee weeoh aweem away

Weeheeheehee dee heeheeheehee weeoh aweem away

(A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh)

(A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh)

Weeheeheehee dee heeheeheehee weeoh aweem away

And here we were blaming the dryer for missing socks; good job at deflecting suspicion, cats

Pretty impressive, Lupin. Now sock it to them!

OT: Still no news…

I always thought cats were “saving them for later.” I also recall the true story of a “high-lighter” (minimalist high altitude hiker and camper) who awoke with a mountain lion raking dirt and debris over him.

OT #2: The further adventures of Lou: Gravity sucks, LOL!

Meanwhile, among the socks:

After the people purchase the BPH, I wonder if they will replace the kitchen lino?

I love how Iggy’s smile and fang change sides. (And Lupin’s fangs!)

This brought back a great memory. Years ago we had a feral cat that lived in our backyard…MaMa Kitty. We fed her, but the birds would always steal her kibble. One day she caught and killed a bird and laid it next to her kibble bowl. They never stole her kibble again.

Twist ties and cable ties.

The disappearance of the socks now has me wondering: what became of my towels?? Three whole towels, gone!

OT: update on the little bit

This is why I buy 12 pair of the same socks and I don’t have to worry about matching pairs. They all match. When they wear out or start to dwindle in numbers I buy 12 more and throw out what is on hand.

OOOOOOHHHHH the fangs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mine thankfully, do not hunt socks. I’d be in big trouble since I have about 3 weeks worth of socks to wear…..

This will start off your weekend right.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLkez3oL6s4

Some fierce hunter. And the undead is taking lessons from Lupin?

OT: Some children at Big Nate are totally bored and discussing trolling tomorrow. Here’s a quote “So far, I think garfield, calvin and hobes, peanuts and breaking cat news should be attacked!” Luckily not that many are that bored so maybe they won’t. If trolls show up, remember to not respond and just red flag.

Is that Mooch’s Little Pink Sock? He’ll be miffed…