Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for November 09, 2023

He’s brushing up on how to start from scratch…

Elvis is the duly appointed Mayor of Scritch-Scratch Town! It sounds like a lovely place! Sadly, I’ve had to move, no, hide, the new toilet brush I bought. Left out, BOTH my girls take the express train to Scritch-Scratch Town! And that’s GROSS at a minimum.

Samson always loved to find my hairbrush unattended. He only used mine, for some reason, even though my sister was “his”

Oh, I do hope Scritch-Scratch Town doesn’t intersect with Buttertown, otherwise the Woman and Elvis will need a thorough shampooing.

Several years ago, I bought a Vidal Sassoon natural bristle hairbrush, which unfortunately does not work with my baby-fine hair (a veritable static electricity generator). However, my cats now have the fanciest hairbrush in town. They have my old Denman brush for getting out the tiny mats that DSH cats get, and the Sassoon brush for the smooth and soothe.

The woman’s scent and bristles = Heaven

Cue the woman thinking her headfur is falling out next time she brushes.

TMI: My hair is long blonde, and my cats’ short black. When I shower, there’s always a lot of black hair in the drain. You might think that I had brushed myself with their brush.

The Woman will see all the hair, think it’s hers, and freal out.

Hmmm. Elvis knocked it to the floor? (Love his paw reaching out for the brush in panel 2.)

My cats get on the bathroom counter to rub on our brushes.

Not just stands there and watch. Here scratches me back and then me scratches yours.

Yang (also a Siamese) would turn his nose up at a hairbrush. It was the carpet sweeper or nothing for him.

Will elvis wear the dreaded cone?

My brush has absorbent microfibre bristles that interact with wet hair like a towel (Goody QuikStyle hair brush). I just wonder how Elvis would interact with that. Trouble doesn’t like it AT ALL. :P

My Mese LOVES to be e brushed with the dog’s brush but only if the dog is watching and annoyed with sharing..

She-Who-Lives-By-The-Ancient-And-Immutable-Laws-Of-Catkind-Which-She-Makes-Up-As-Required has both a Furminator and a brush, but only Chief Slave is allowed to use them.

What? No more stupid moles??? I’m crushed!

Careful Elvis, don’t trigger its Static Defense System like Puck did.

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Self scritchies for Elvis!

<3

He scored some hair necessities, the Woman’s “shared” accessories

Forget about his worries and his strife

I mean the hair necessities, that fit his natural tendencies

To bring his eccentricities to life

He’s an absconder, but not for a comb

He couldn’t be fonder of rubbin’ his dome

The bristles carressin’ him gently

To make him sigh contentedly

When you look at the way he took a chance

Then take a glance at his life enhanced, you’ll maybe try it, too

The hair necessities of life can come to you

(Elvis, you look good, boo!)

They’ll come to you

- Terry Gilkyson – The Bare Necessities

He was a scritchin’ and scratchin’! Rollin’ and a yowlin’!

Scritch scratch town sounds like a nice place. Elvis looks quite happy.

Good Morning, Everyone! My computer wasn’t feeling well for the past few weeks, turned out the modem had died of old age so I couldn’t make comments. I’m really sorry I couldn’t give the Great Arc all the likes it deserved! And one more thing. With very limited time, I found, even though I like a number of comics, it was only BCN that I had to go to.

Can’t say I blame him, really!

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

Fresh Water Cat: It looks like a beautiful day to go fishing. Do we have everything ready?

Salt Water Cat: Yep, Iggy, make ready to set sail.

Iggy Shipwright: All ready. Setting sail.

Sometime Later

Iggy: There’s a school of fish to starboard. Looks like it might be perch.

Salty: Thomios has quite a few great recipes for them.

Fresh: Careful. Looks like there’s a group of hippos going for a swim.

Iggy: Let’s hope they’re in a good mood.

Hippo: Peace and love, cats. What brings you to the water?

Fresh: We’re going out to do a bit of fishing. I’m Fresh Water Cat, and this is my Brother Salty and our friend Iggy.

Hippo: Hey, Cats. I can dig that. I’m Star Shine, friend of nature. Just remember, there is plenty of fish for all. Have a Blossom of Blessing.

Fresh: Thanks, Star Shine. It’s great to meet you. You’re a genuine Hippy Hippo.

Our Yoshi doesn’t bother with any of our people brushes, but get out His brush and he is all over it. He loves to be brushed.

My hairbrush is OK but I have to put my toothbrush in a drawer because my boy cat likes to rub his mouth against it. I share a lot with them but I do have limits.

I swear, (I really don’t, but I know all the words)…I swear that the spirit of Lupin resides inside of our cat, Holmes.

Holmes gets into everything around the house. If it’s high, he climbs it. If it’s on a table, he pushes it off. If it’s a window screen, he becomes Spider-Cat. You would think that a cat would have some inherited instinct to know if a perch is stable. Well, Holmes isn’t graced with any such aptitude. I watched that silly orange cat yesterday leap from the bookshelf to the mantle and misjudge it terribly. Needless to say, after the less-than-auspicious landing, he ran off, and I had to pick up the mess.

It’s not boring to be the human following behind a Holmes, I’ll give you that.

That’s JackJack; rub his cheeks on the brush.

Our Boo had her own brush hoping she’d leave mine alone. Didn’t work.

Cats and hair brushes- a natural combination!

Malvina Reynolds, The Seekers: Morningtown Ride

Woman’s leaves her brush out, Elvis finds it there

Elvis and brush are on the floor, doesn’t have a care!

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Rockin’, rollin’ brushin, all along the way

Elvis is in Scritch-Scratch Town, many miles away!

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Puck sees Elvis smile, with such total bliss

A hug upon a stick, nothing better than this!

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Rockin’, rollin’ brushin, all along the way

Elvis is in Scritch-Scratch Town, many miles away!

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Lupin is reporting, all the news he sees

Confirming sightings of Local Siamese.

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Rockin’, rollin’ brushin, all along the way

Elvis is in Scritch-Scratch Town, many miles away!

That is one blissed-out Meezer!! I’m not sure he’s dignified in that panel.

I love Elvis’ look of pure bliss in the last panel!

Whose tail is that on the left side of the third panel?

♪"Gotta make a move to a town that’s right for me

Town to keep me movin’, keep me groomin’ with some energy

Won’t you take me to scritch-scratchtown?

Won’t you take me to scritch-scratchtown?

Won’t you take me to scritch-scratchtown?

Won’t you take me to scritch-scratchtown?"♫

Rubbing against scratchy things seems to be a mammal thing. On my YouTube Short scrolls, I’ve seen farmers put large broom heads on a post for cattle and horses. They stand in line every morning for a head scratch. I’ve also seen a bristle thing you can stick to the wall so your cat has a self-grooming spot.

OT: you might like today’s Non Sequiter (probably misspelled, you’ll find it) strip

Who knew that absolute bonkers-gaga adorableness could be conveyed with such dignity!

Back to real cat news!

RSoRTB in the air!

Aww, how precious! Elvis has certainly grown fond of it.

I’m so glad it’s finally about the cats again.

I’m a sucker for a kitty belly….dare I touch it….will I get a purr or a swat….CAN’T RESIST!!

I really have to make you all laugh. I have two 13-year-old boy cats, a year old girl pup and a 3-year-old boy pup. Yesterday when she went outside, she dropped her FAVORITE ball – and promptly started to dig a hole. Well, about 10 minutes later – she comes hopping over to me with her new toy! She dug up a big fat mole! I persuaded her to let it go and come inside with her ball. About an hour later, the boy pup went outside – and lo and behold – found that same poor mole again. When I got it away from him, though, it hadn’t made it. Poor mole….

Somebody else may have already posted this. If so, I apologize for the repeat.

Georgia posted the “outtakes” from the Raccoon vs Mole Wars Saga on Instagram. The link is on the about page—see tabs at top of this page.

My favorite is the one of Sophie alerting her woman to the fact that Wicket was in trouble. Second favorite is Mama Vac protecting Pucky, Elvis and the kittens inside her closet. Third favorite is Burt with all the raccoon kits. I do hope when this is retold in book form it will be a “director’s cut” and that all those outtakes will be restored.

Who can resist the brush? Not my boy Raven. The brush is his favorite thing, except maybe food.

OMC, the paw in the third panel. To sqwee or not to sqwee. I feel I should sqwee.

O.T. Just a reminder of how careful we need to be. A friend had an adored cat who became senile as he failed in old age. I just learned two weeks ago, she tripped over him, fell and broke her hip. She’s staying with her mother to recuperate now but the cat died. She feels not only the loss but that she wasn’t there for his passing (Yes, he was being cared for by her husband.) So anyway, watch your step, especially around elderly pets.

I am sure a majority of the Orbsters know, but contrary to popular belief, a lot of kitties just love being brushed! A big key to getting them interested is to let them rub into themselves at first.

Off-Topic Post – Baby R Update!

Tweets from Dr. Scuttles

Nov. 6

I’m receiving multiple messages and tags today. It would seem the news crew over at CN news have violated my privacy ONCE AGAIN. However, yes, I will confirm: That Man has permanently adopted Wicket, as he permanently adopted me when I was also no longer suited to outdoor living

That Man is a specially trained and licensed wildlife rehabilitation worker and vet tech, who works for Quinn Wildlife Rehabilitation Center. No one should attempt to house (or even approach…) a giant snapping turtle or a vicious owl. But he puts the “lit” in “unrehabilitable.”

He is a truly patient, kind man with a gentle touch and elbow length bite proof gloves. Though trust me, Wicket is testing how bite proof.

(We are lucky to have him. But more importantly, he is lucky to have us—)

In time, I hope Wicket will appreciate life with That Man. Lord knows he complained enough when QWRC was going to release him that he’d never be fed again if left to try and catch his own food at his age, with few resources and “aging feather tips” as he says.

He’s hit the jackpot, as far as I’m concerned. Just wait until he gets a taste for potato chips! [praying hands emoji]

It is certainly a fate better than Wicket deserves (I say that as a reluctant friend.) But sometimes the wretchedness of a lying conman is bulldozed by the grace and mercy of those surrounding them. What is deserved is tempered by kinder hands than fate would wrought alone…

Wicket will never be trusted again and has eyes fixed upon him. Rehabilitation is not possible. However, a life measured out in the consequences of his actions that includes a heating pad and potato chips?

Mercy; while not flashy nor romantic, it is true love in its rarest form

That said, if he gets out again I’m eating his wings.

OT: Lily Update