Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for February 10, 2023

Elvis is looking at the snow with his best, “Get off my lawn,” expression!

Ah, the exuberance of youth.

The gap between enthusiasm and insanity may be slight in one kittens case…

The best thing about devouring snow is having a mugful of hot chocolate afterwards, with tiny marshmallows and a mountain of whipped cream!

Where’s Pinky?

Kids and kittens. Such joy and destructiveness.

LET HER EAT THE SNOW. Also we now get to see tommy in his jam jams! Awwww. We’ll likely see sophie’s sometime soon i’m sure.

We used to eat snow when I was a kid. We don’t get enough snow to do that where I live now.

I can’t help wondering what flavor snow cones would Ora Zella and Iggy would like … tuna nectar? bacon bits? liver pate?

We have no snow here, but the rain is cold enough. Almost waiting for hail at this point.

so much to love here. Ora’s upside down attack mode! clinking mugs of cocoa! Iggy leaning in in panel one. and Tommy on the ground floor. a total team effort? but wait…… where is Lupin? something tells me he’s about to go full Lupin out of nowhere!

Ora Zella paw!

A beautiful set of front toe beans squished on the window in panel 3, and a smaller set from two front paws, in panel 4.

My boys love eating the snow that comes in on the shoes and clothes.

Once I took a cultural anthropology course, in which a group activity was figuring out the difference between a cup and a mug. Took a Venn diagram, a lot of imagination, and agreeing to disagree.

Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Georgia left a lovely picture of herself and Elvis, getting ready to settle down for the night. She said he settles on her pillow (believing it to be his). Then he proceeds to attempt to push her head off with his rump, letting out a series of exasperated sighs as he does. This really made me laugh. She also said Lupin used to sleep on her arm and sometimes she still thinks he’s there and hopes he is, invisibly.

OZ is a bundle of chaos.

“Joyful chittering”

Tommy’s face! Just too adorable.

Double shot of toebeans on glass!

I’ve probably said this before, but it bears repeating: I just love seeing the cats in their jammies. ❤

The two little ones are absolutely adorable. Ora and Iggy behave just as you would expect children would.

Snow chitters, wide is Ora’s smile

Devouring snow for miles today

Oh, void maker, Elvis heart breaker

Whenever it’s snowin’, he’s filled with dismay

Two kittens, off to see the snow

There’s such a lot of snow to see

Tommy’s ruler, hope it doesn’t bend

Waitin’ for storm’s end

A great all-weather friend

Sweet giver, Tommy

- Henry Mancini – Moon River

joyful chittering I had never experienced that sound until young Bartholomew came to us. He is an avid bird watcher and frequent chitterer.

Attention all Orbsters. Georgia is in the process of picking some strips to enter for the 2023 Rueben Awards. If you have a favorite strip(s), please post them here. It may help Georgia choose which strips to submit.

Some of my favorites from last year were: Ghost Angus leading the kittens to safety with his lantern. Also, Ora Zella sees a Christmas Tree for the very first time. Finally, the one where Elvis is upset with the woman over giving Lupin a bell for his collar.

Georgia posted a lovely picture of Elvis snuggled with her and said "How Elvis and I sleep every night. In a few hours he will make his way onto my pillow—as though it’s his own cat bed—and start shoving me off it as hard as he can with his rump and a series of annoyed little sighs. Most of the night I hold him like a teddy bear, with his feet cupped in one of my hands. When I roll over, he begrudgingly gets up to follow and settle back into place. Crawls under the covers and turns around, to have the blankets over him. The Man and Goldie sleep peacefully beside it all. Lupin used to sleep draped over my arm, and sometimes Elvis would creep up and still settle in like this. Sometimes my arm still reaches out to check on Lupin. And I’m grateful to be able to sleep like this with Elvis in his old age, too. And wish Lupin could have had an old age. Sometimes Iggy creeps up and settles behind my knees. Hopefully Lupin still curls into his spot unseen, in the hours after Elvis, Iggy, and I fall asleep. Right before Elvis shoves me off the pillow, pushing his little rear backwards as hard as he can. "

I am loving the joyful chittering from Iggy. I wonder if they can try the trick of microwaving snow for Ora Zella. Then again, that would probably lead to her concluding snow has litter in it. Georgia has drawn the windows beautifully in this strip!

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

Sophititi: I think for Ora Z we should do a multicolor ensemble suitable for tumbling. We can do a contrasting ensemble for Lupinium.

Maat-Tilda: How about we have them doing the concluding Thwump?

Soph: That’s a great idea. What kind of fabric do we have for that?

Adobe Style: The Royal Procurers have several lengths of patterned prints, and a fruit-themed print to match Lupinium’s current fruit color.

Enter Arachna

Ari: Anyone want some Nommy Nom Spider Treats?

Tillie: Thanks. I trust the locust plague went well?

Ari: Yep. And the locusts have another plague scheduled for next week.

Enter Ora Z

Adobe Style: Hello, Ora! You’ve come just in time to see the fabrics we have picked out for you.

Ora: Oooh, they’re pretty. Can I eat the fruit fabric?

Soph: Ha, ha. No. It’s not that tasty, I’m afraid.

Ora: I see you have Nommy Nom Spider Treats! Can I have some?

Ari: Sure. Help yourself.

Ora: Devour treats!

Ari: It’s a good thing there’s another locust plague soon.

Just as long as it’s not yellow (or brown or grey).

I love the little ones’ enthusiasm over their first snow!

The kids are all right. :)

(And inside, which is the important thing here!)

Dreamed I was an eskimo

Frozen wind began to blow

Under my fur and around my toes

The frost that bit the ground below

It was a hundred degrees below zero…

And my mama cried

And my mama cried

Ora Zella, a-no-no

Ora Zella, a-no-no

Don’t be a naughty kitty-o

Save your money, don’t go to the show

Well I turned around and I said oh, oh oh

Well I turned around and I said oh, oh oh

Well I turned around and I said ho, ho

And the northern lights commenced to glow

And she said, with a tear in her eye

Watch out where the huskies go,

And don’t you eat that yellow snow

Watch out where the huskies go,

And don’t you eat that yellow snow

OT: Just for fun announcement

Kitty Katz has melted into a pile of goo due to an overload of joy and cuteness. She will resume filking and storytelling tomorrow, after she reconstitutes.

joyful chittering!!!! eeee i love it!

Calm down, Ora Zella!

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…wait, she might have trouble reading that. Let me try again.

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I wonder what the secret is to watercoloring around blank-spot “snowflakes” like that. It looks almost as though little drops of something were put onto the page, painted around, and then removed. Clever and lovely!

Once, as a child, a friend and I ate a lot of crusted snow. We both came down with pneumonia and were sick for the better part of a month. Ora Zella is a very small cat, ain’t hardly there at all. Ain’t hardly got no sense, either.

Speaking of ain’t hardly got no sense, the toebean addicts are probably going wild.

Also speaking of ain’t hardly got no sense, Note to Lupin: Do not eat pink snow. (Realzies. It’s toxic.)

Something I’m wondering . . . if Tommy is on the ground floor monitoring accumulation, and the main station cats are one floor up monitoring rate of fall, what are the upstairs cats doing? Long-range forecasting (i.e. looking to the horizon)?

She’s a lean, mean snow-eating machine!

Such a joy, seeing the young’uns reactions to their first snowfall!

My mother crazy furballs act crazy in cold weather in house all time !

The first time my Snowball (on the left) saw snow falling, he literally raced from window to window to make sure it was falling outside each one. Once he had done that he ran up to me yelling at the top of his lungs and led me to the front door to be let out. I opened the door and he charged out to the middle of the front yard. He came to an abrupt halt, looked down at his feet, which were covered in about an inch of snow, looked back at me and charged back into the house. He never would go out in the snow after that :D https://imgur.com/gallery/iqR2b2o

Ora Zella’s voracity is really impressive!

Awwww! look at O.Z’s cute little tush, in the window, too cute!

OT : Trip Around the Sun

OT – Dixie

Kittens are inexperienced. It does look tasty from a safe distance.

Mom cat and Dad cat, clinking their glasses as they watch the kiddies’ joyous mayhem.

Here comes the snow again

Snowing in my head like a tragedy

Tearing me apart like a new emotion

I want to breathe in the open wind

I want to kiss like lovers do

Want to dive into your ocean

Is it snowing with you?

Smokey used to love getting a white wash, though only as long as it was when snow was supposed to be on the ground. She had this sense of when it was supposed to be spring and would get annoyed if she got a white wash then. Late fall through winter she wwas actually expecting getting the snow rubbed into her head and would purr something fierce after she got one. She even looked longingly at the snow when it was falling until you got the idea and stepped out on the stoop with her to white wash her.

Temporary avatar change – he’s back!

The little girls are having wayy too much fun. NTTAWWT. Odinsdottir, Kei and Yuri and Fred all love it when it snows. Nausicaa not so much.

Eat the snow! Mmmm snow creme!