Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for October 13, 2023

♬Grazin’ in the grass is a gas, baby, can you dig it?

Mona’s got my vote. But when she cries out CAN YOU DIG IT! I flash back to the movie The Warriors. So now I have this stuck in my head….. Montague…… Come out to play-ay.

Well, I hope, for his sake, that he’s not with Wicket!

How do you declare a demolecracy? Shouldn’t there be a vote?

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But they keep the same anthem that was so popular, I assume.

That Mole asking where’s Montague has THE nicest Duster too! DANG!

And, still no Wicket, Princess Magazine and Bea. I think we decided that Alice was acting as Agnes’s cameramouse, so that’s why we haven’t seen her. I suppose Saturday (it’s still Thursday here, but this is the Friday comic) will be a cliffhanger with the missing players.

Ye olde forgotten garden that no one uses - well, that would be my backyard. Mona and her friends would be very welcome here!

It seems appropriate that Elvis’ birthday falls on Friday 13th. Happy Birthday, wisest of Siamese.

It appears that a contingent of molearchists may disagree. Will the molearchy be restored with the help of mercenaries? Soon owl let you know.

Yesterday’s encomia were of a very high level. They verged on the almost adequate. I expect this year’s list of those who would benefit from additional instruction will be a bit shorter than in previous years.

And what hideous doom awaits Montague?

Montague had better hope this is based on the American Revolution not the French.

So she wins. But only because their ‘noble leader’ took a left turn at Albuquerque?

These underground uncouths sure knows to has a pun time eh.

Who are those mustachioed moles in the foreground of the last panel? They look like trouble.

Yep,the molearchy is molearkey

Then suddenly outta nowhere, Montague is spotted in the skies, flying on the back of a wicked owl. He is rains hails of bullets in aerial attacks. Then the raccoons is brings out a flamethrower and then they is aims and fires. And then everyones is enjoys owl kebab. Doesn’t cha loves a happy ending.

Well whadya knows. These underground uncouths is advance to demoleracy while them raccoons is still in molearchy.

" Where is Montague?! "

( Maybe Wicket ’ Done Ett ’ the ’ Mole King ’ up, eh ?? ) … :)

THERE’S AN OLD FORGOTTEN GARDEN NO ONE USES?!?!?!?!

Oh, Georgia, take me awaaaaayyyy!!!!!

Demolcracy is the best pun I have heard in a while

Bad deal.

Friends of Distinction: Grazing in the Grass

Been long since we’ve been digging through the grass

(Digging through the grass is a gas, oh mole friends can you dig it?)

We want to get home, and very fast!

(Digging through the grass is a gas, oh mole friends can you dig it?)

So many groovy things in the garden no one uses!

(Digging through the grass is a gas, oh mole friends can you dig it?)

We are all ready to dig our way home and get to it!

…….

The friends we have missed are back with us now!

(Digging through the grass is a gas, oh mole friends can you dig it?)

Opossums and raccoons we can trust now!

(Digging through the grass is a gas, oh mole friends can you dig it?)

…….

We need a demolcracy it is clear, now we see it!

We want to go back to our garden, truly free it!

It’s time to get real, get real, get real!

…….

I can dig it, you can dig it, they can dig it,

We can dig it, they all can dig it!

Now let’s dig it, back to the garden!

Where is Monty, where is Wicket, where are Bea and Magazine?

The question is a hard one!

Hopefully Montague is slowly winding his way through Ora Zella’s colon!

Love the mole with glasses in panel 3!

you say you want a revolution….

Looks like the “Wilfred Brimley gang” wants to have a word with Monty!

First, I would check the island of Elba…

I have a compost pile and once I saw a mole that must of eaten something fermented in the pile. It kept trying to climb up an incline and kept keeling over and rolling back down.

Up to no good, we can probably safely assume.

I can dig it! Three cheers for demolecracy! However, as was pointed out to me yesterday, there’s a certain mad mole monarch and scheming owl to deal with.

Cue Bea and Magazine, herding Wicket and Montague along with threats of being extinguished!

I hope Georgia has a spooky Halloween story coming up next!

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

La, la, la, la, la, la

Why can’t we be friends?

Why can’t we be friends?

I seen you around for a long, long time

I know that nasty ol’ owl is yucky slime

Why can’t we be friends?

Why can’t we be friends?

I seen you digging down in Queen Mag’s ground

I seen you keepin’ all her things you found

Why can’t we be friends?

Why can’t we be friends?

I seen you also being mean to cats

Bea, Puck and Tommy never deserve that

Why can’t we be friends?

Why can’t we be friends?

Your valor and past sins don’t matter to me

As long as we can live in harmony

Why can’t we be friends?

Why can’t we be friends?

I hope this will help restore Monty’s sanity

And we can all now live respectfully

Why can’t we be friends?

Why can’t we be friends?

Makes sense to follow kind Mona

She knows what’s good since we’ve all known her

Why can’t we be friends?

Why can’t we be friends?

I know you’ve been loyal to bold Monty

Now it’s time to have a demolecracy

Why can’t we be friends?

I want to be your friend

Yeah, let’s all be friends

- Charles Miller / Gerald Goldstein / Harold Brown / Howard Scott / Lee Levitin / Lonnie Jordan / Morris Dickerson / Thomas Allen – Why Can’t We Be Friends

Today’s math formula: 1 well-meaning young royal with a bad case of teen brain + 1 bookstore brainiac social media maven with paws of Chewbacca + 1 safety-less locked and loaded fire extinguisher + 1 concussed, delusional, overconfident deposed leader with a really cool hat + 1 megalomaniac flying reprobate with appetites for power and dinner + one very wise Baba who knows something is definitely up = more delicious story to come.

I see mole paw pad in first panel, and is Mona waving red and blue handkerchiefs in the last panel?

Rise up, moletariat!

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

Queen Catshepsut the Golden: This is a most delicious Down-Under Breakfast, or more properly Brekkie.

Patrice Possum: Thank you, Your Majesty. It’s always my pleasure to create a sumptuous meal.

Obadiah Opossum: And it’s amazing how all the ingredients were available.

Talpi Mole: This afternoon you are all invited to our homecoming lawn potato game, featuring our lead tunneler, Digby.

Queen Cat: I’m sure we will all be delighted to attend. Do you have enough round potatoes?

Talpi: I think so. Ora Z is in charge of keeping a watch on the supplies.

Puckmosis: Uh, I’m not sure that’s the best idea.

Patrice: No worries, Mate. I’ve given her the job of smashing potatoes for the bangers and mash lunch.

Elvis-Anum: I can just imagine the banger part.

Love the line “Can you dig it?”

Hot diggety mole!

I’m dreading the cliffhanger

Well, I came upon a child of sod

He was sitting on the grass

And I asked him, Tell me, where are you going

This he told me

Said, we’re going back to an old farm

Gonna join in Thimblefist’s band

Got to get back to the land and be holey

We are yard dust, we are golden

Playing Thimble’s hits, with our bold on

And we got to get ourselves back to the garden

Yes, we’re going to get molasses back to the garden

(Joni Mitchell / Woodstock / CSN&Y)

The old moles don’t look like they’re happy with the Revolution. . .I guess it’s always the case.

Please, No more digging. You dig?

If they want to make some kind of deal, they’d better call Monty Mole.

I’m here for it! This could be a fresh start for all mole-kind.

Really? A Demoleocracy, I thought that was what we had in congress right now. Good luck with that.

Yeah. Moles can definitely dig it.

Mona: Tell me what Demolecracy looks like!Crowd: This is what Demolecracy looks like!!

I wish you would return home.

The Beatles: Revolution

Monty wants a revolution,

Well, you know sometimes change can be good

You tell me that it’s a real solution,

Well, you know to unite is what we should!

…….

But when you call for mayhem and destruction

Don’t you know you can count me out!

With Mona it just may be

All right!

With Mona it just may be

All right!

…….

We have to deal with air pollution,

Well, you know

I am running out of words that rhyme

There’s a mole who has a sad delusion,

Well, you know

It will all work out in time!

…….

We need to start reconciliation,

And you know you can count me in!

With the Orb friends we all know it’s gonna be

All right!

All right!

All right!

“Ye olde forgotten garden no one uses” sounds like a line from a 19th century sentimental song like “Little Brown Church in the Vale.”

Cassie wins!! (even if I did think that was going to be a different song for a moment) I wanted to reply in that thread, but GC thought my reply should go elsewhere.

Looks like a mutiny and some of the older moles don’t like it.

I’m getting a “Snowball Taggart-style moustache” vibe from that mole.

This reminds me of the Guosim in the Redwall Abbey series, except they were shrews.

I hope their democracy works better than ours

That’s one mole that HAS to be removed!

MMMOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEE BEANS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yea!

OT: Elvis Birthday! Just saw this posted from Georgia “Happy birthday to my best boy, Elvis!! Elvis is 15 years old today! He is still spry and strong, with good energy and all the determination and grit of a very grumpy Siamese cat lol. I love him to pieces and hope and pray he lives at least another 15 years! So grateful for every day with this special boy!”

OT: Tiny Kittens

Update: Had to let my Junebug go this morning (also 18 yo). She went downhill so quickly I couldn’t let her suffer. She and Little Girl were close; Junebug would often ‘clean’ the dog’s face and they would sleep together by the fridge in winter where the exhaust (warm air) came out.

Rise up! Throw off your chains! Ooh, fun!

Will Wicket reveal himself? Has Montague truly been vanquished? Will the children be saved? Stay tuned, same cat channel, same cat station.

By the pricking of my thumbs,

a plot twist this way comes.

Am I the only one wondering where “Ye olde forgotten garden that no one uses” is located?