Ahhhh….The Woman has her Mummy ears on: just tune the strife out. :)
Elvis, you’re getting really close to the edge of the tub. And if that’s a claw foot style tub, those are notoriously slippery and deep!
I hope he didn’t drop the Mic in the tub.
I’m so glad to know other cats do that! Bagheera liked to be a little perv and watch me bathe, and he would “investigate” the water sometimes as well. At least once he even decided to “sample” it like Elvis there. And Blossom will jump into the tub after it’s been recently used and lap up the water drops. I do not know what goes on in the minds of our Feline Overlords…
You’re a true warrior at heart, Elvis!
Yeah, Elvis. Show the riff raff out. The nerve of him, disrupting your broadcast.
Bubbly gold… people tea….
Suspenders: the discerning warrior’s choice in fashion.
Woman Tea is probably a bit milder than Man Tea.
Uh, Elvis, if it’s poisoned she poured it herself.
Throw him out, Elvis! By Gad, Sir, we can’t allow this sort of thing from the lower orders. Keep them their place, or we’re all doomed!
Carmella also liked to drink the bath water. We called it People Soup.
Since No One Else Has Done This:
They wish to sample your essence.
Brave, brave Sir Elvis – Mommy’s Special Knight.
I love Lupin’s Tongue of Disgust.
I love the simple ones that are clearly based on an actual incident.
“People Tea” Sounds like a drink from a dystopian novel. Next are we going to hear about Man Stew or Kid Cakes? All these recipes and more in the new edition of “To Serve Man”…..
By the way…IT’S A COOKBOOK!!!!!
And the woman hears -Meww, bleh! Merrrow! Hissss!
No, Elvis, let the water out of the tub, and let’s put some excitement into this “strip”!
The Woman better stay alert. Once when I was bathing with a sentinel cat on the tub edge a rival cat ran up out of nowhere and pushed the edge cat into the water. The wet cat flew out and grabbed the attacker before she could get away and gave her a rolling bunnykick all the way down the hall. It looked like a waterspout had come through the house, and I had to mop it up.
Elvis needs to use Lupin’s fedora if he’s going to talk like that.
For the nearly 17 years Py, The Imperial shared his life with me, I never bathed or showered without a sentinel cat. I think he considered it his Mommie and Me time. I still miss his company, although he could be quite annoying when I showered, because he guarded me from inside, standing under the shower head away from the spray.
I expect a nice, clean “discussion”, you two!
Shall we gather at the bathtub?
Where the weary Lady soaks?
As her Warrior protects her?
From those who consider it a joke?
Yes, we’ll gather at the bathtub,
The comfortable, comfortable bathtub,
Escort all the riffraff from the bathroom
And let the Lady soak in peace.
Traditional Hymn: Shall We Gather at the River
Golly! For some reason this steaming mug of chai next to me suddenly lost all its appeal.
My books arrived!!!!!! did the happy dance all day yesterday & I didn’t even get upset at the challenges at work – Georgia, these books have great power!!! You did a GREAT JOB!!!! all of the extras are really great, LOVE them!!! Love the inscription to The Man too, he is pretty special, wish he had an older brother. I requested LLI & the first book at my library & they said they would get them! Meanwhile will be visiting bookstores this weekend to make sure they’re carrying it.
Love when Elvis says M’Lady, so very knight ish. He’s so fearless too, protecting The Woman from riff raff Cat of Adventure reporters who are obviously trying to get a sensational story to sell to the tabloids
Elvis, good luck on throwing that ‘riff-raff’ out. I’m afraid you’re not up to that task.
Classic paladin-rogue confrontation
And suddenly Elvis slips and falls into the tub!
Happy Purrsday! Oh, Elvis, please be careful. No matter how much she loves you, the Woman will not be amused if you fall into the tub and use her as a fulcrum to launch yourself at Lupin.
Yum Yum likes to perch, from time to time, on the edge of the tub and watch me bathe. When that happens, I am expected to lift my left knee out of the water so she can lick it off my knee. This goes on for as long as she wishes or until I decide to exit the tub.
“Mad” magazine years ago had a Paul Coker, Jr. strip once about the awkwardness of getting undressed in front of a pet.
You Would think The Woman would lock the door, and not let cats in.
Yes — my Lupin Leaps In arrived safely yesterday. Haven’t had a chance to purr-use it yet.
Little tongues! aaaaaaaaaaa cuteness overload.
My book shipped yesterday and should arrive today or tomorrow. Must call daughter and alert her to be on the lookout.
An adorable video on Facebook of Georgia reading to the kids from the new book with appearance by Elvis, Puck and Lupin, https://www.facebook.com/GeorgiaDunnStudio/videos/430569491025127/
Only Elvis can guard the Woman properly. From what? His imagination mostly.
My father had a Schnauzer that would lick at the suds when i bathed him.
I once had a Siamese who not only stood guard when I took a bath, but also stood guard outside the shower.
Off topic: Diego update.
For all of you animal lovers with a crazy sense of humor, go over to Bushy Tales by Ian Jones. It features a coffee addicted wombat and his silly forest friends. It takes place in Australia and it is lots of fun to read. Add it to your Breaking Cat News to read and enjoy.
Something about a container of water. Elvis is selfless.
Elvis is so gallant
I suspect the bubblebath is imaginary since it would taste terrible.
Elvis the kitty bouncer.
Yuck. This People Tea tastes like Soap.
My late Mua, oversaw all my baths and meowed loudly if I showered. He loved to dabble in the water too.My late Annie, however, took no notice of the shower or bath.
In our old house the tub was a popular gathering place (like any watering hole)…the polydactyl Evinrude would lounge in the tub after particularly hot showers or baths (1930s pedestal tub, held the heat) in the winter, and found the cool porcelain a treat in the hot summers, while his adopted canine brother Stoli would lay with his little pink tummy against the base of the tub to maximize skin-to-porcelain contact. The bathroom where we live now has a much less exotic tub….but my sweet baboo Linus was a shower licker who did not discriminate!
I have to quibble here: I would argue that it’s really more like broth (although I do know that beef tea used to be a popular thing). Tea suggests a hot beverage made by steeping vegetable matter, not meat.
Two cannibals are cooking a clown, when one of them asks the other, “Does this taste funny to you?”
Off topic: Diego
February 26, 2016