Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for June 12, 2023

Oooh! A trash mystery.

Elvis, you’ve bin had…

Elvis covering the important stories. Digging DEEP into the questions we all need answers too. Old spaghetti, eh Pucky?

Hmm. Interesting little mounds can be seen through the window. Inquiring minds want to know: Are they mountains? Molehills? Something more sinister?

Maybe we should have a neighborhood roving reporter check it out. Tommy?

Maybe we should have a bookstore cat do some research on these mysterious objects. Beatrix?

Of course, we must solve the riddle of The Trash first, it’s much closer to home.

Elvis. Elvis, no.

…eh, you know what, go ahead and find out. Just remember, you’re on camera, and Burt’s highlight reel is forever.

I avoid this entire saga by using an under sink trash can. Sure they may still wonder, but out of site is almost out of mind for a cat. Sometimes, if you’re lucky.

Elvis, as Le’letha says, they keep you out to protect you. If that old spaghetti gets you, you’re doomed.

Tail twitch and a single fang: hard-hitting reporter Elvis is on the story!

Moles right there soooo close!

I don’t understand… “old spaghetti”? Like I’m not going to eat all the spaghetti?

And is the Bin Man mythical like the alleged Mailman? Enquiring minds want to know!

If you need help “uncovering” this story Elvis, my Trouble can lend you a paw. He’s adept at knocking over the trash can!

Cats like them are why we have covered trash containers.

Loaner Cat has never been interested in the trash unless Murphy Dobe got into it first. He only did it a couple times before we got a Simple Human Step On Can. One of those big, stainless steel ones. We brought it home and he studied it for a few days, watching us as well until he figured out that if he stood on the pedal, the lid popped up. He’d get so excited though, as soon as the lid popped up, he’d dance around the kitchen and down would go the lid! He’d stand there and stare at the can in confusion, try the pedal again and the whole thing would become a vicious cycle for him, poor thing. Never did figure it out but oh, it was fun to watch.

mmm, spaghetti. Nothing to sneeze at :D

Old spaghetti may mean a, Pink and smelly Lupin, if he investigates this!

WE GOT A GOAT AND NAMED IT TABITHA

Perhaps an interview with Old Mag will satisfy the cats’ curiosity. I’m sure the actual plotline will be more convoluted and entertaining, but hopefully the raccoons will enter in somewhere.

Ah, the mysteries of the garbage can. Fortunately, mine are not interested in my under the sink one.

Oh great, another trashy story designed to entice the viewing audience to dig deeper, to root through the garbage for truth.

Elvis seeks out the stories The People don’t want him to uncover!

Panel 4 – Ora Zella pops her head out of the trash bin while slurping down a strand of spaghetti.

I had friends whose dog fished an avocado pit out of the trash. When told to put it down, she did, down her throat. The vet said the pit would kill her so she had to have surgery. Yep, trash needs a dog tight cover.

“On top of spaghetti-i-i-i…All covered in Che-e-e-e-e-se…”

This is an adorable strip and all too accurate. I can’t wait to see where it goes. I also can’t help but notice that Elvis’ right paw remains unpainted in panel 2.

Well Elvis. You got a point there. Why they could even be hiding elusive extraterrestrials in there.

Billy Joel: Honesty

If you search for a place to nap

It isn’t hard to find

There’s always the Big Red Couch or the floor

But if you want to find out about trash

You might as well commit a crime

The bin is sealed and no one knows what its for!

…….

Honestly, it all seems so absurd

The Humans have something to hide!

Honestly, the rumors we have heard!

Open that bin, what is inside?

…….

We can go exploring

And running through the hall

When we get the zoomies once again

But when investigating,

We just can’t figure out at all

What the Humans hide in that trash bin!

…….

Honestly, it all seems so absurd

The Humans have something to hide!

Honestly, the rumors we have heard!

Open that bin, what is inside?

…….

I can look for bacon

I can look for ham

But where is old spaghetti?

Is it in that can?

We have tuna water again and again,

I know, I know

…….

When we do investigating

Don’t be too concerned

We won’t do much damage as we run

Well, maybe Lupin and Ora Zella

Will tear the place to shreds

That’s a fact you can depend upon!

…….

Honestly, it all seems so absurd

The Humans have something to hide!

Honestly, the rumors we have heard!

Open that bin, what is inside?

It isn’t so much that they don’t want you to cover it as they don’t want you to cover the floor with it.

I really like the perspective change – we’re looking up from the floor at Elvis (and the sky? thru the window) and then we move “up” (with Puck?) and are looking head on at Elvis and Puck (and see the yard thru the window).

What, no compost?

OT: Oslo, & fun with Scotia

What does “old” spaghetti smell like? Ours never lasts that long!

My trash cans are under the kitchen and bathroom sinks for a reason: one of our long-ago cats liked to nap in the trash cans. And one day she emerged from her nap with a wad of used chewing gum stuck in her fur. One of the kids had quite an adventure degumming the cat.

(Which is why, even now, I always wrap my used gum in the wrapper it came in before I throw it away. You never know with cats what they’ll manage to get into.)

Covered waste baskets, a necessity with cats.

Nice window view in the last panel.

My Luna insists on emptying all small trash bins in the house. We resorted to buying a lidded bin for our main bath. In the guest bath, the bin is in the cabinet under the sink. Otherwise I would find used tissues and q-tips all over the house.

I have had few mice or roaches since I started to keep my food scraps in an organics bag in my fridge and wipe my dishes with a used napkin and toss them in it too. It’s important to keep the place as free of scraps and such as possible since I have neighbors who suffer from dementia and brain damage.

I love these investigative reports.

OT

I’m guessing it could be all those takeout containers from last Wednesday, Pucky! :D

OMC, Pucky is looking extra cute today. I just want to give him a nice squishy hug.

Now were all caught up, time for a brand new arc.

I had a chicken pot pie for dinner the other night. While there didn’t seem to be any residue on the paper pie holder, my cat kept going to the trash to take it out. He would eat the paper if I didn’t prevent it. I finally had to put it in a plastic baggie and then throw it into the trash.

The reporters are making me much more observant. I also noticed the mounds in the lawn. It is a world of wonders!