“Carefully broker” and “tuna fish” don’t really work well together in the same sentence.
Tuna fish means take no prisoners…negotiating be da#$&#m#%!
No Puck, you don’t grab it, you SNEEZE on it. Then The Man won’t want it at all!
Hubby made a tuna sandwich for me Sunday afternoon. AS SOON AS he picked up the can, both cats instantly appeared in the kitchen!
I have tuna coupons, if anybody wants them.
I see it’s got lettuce again.
Puck, didn’t you teach Beatrix the art of the sandwich hunt? Or is the tuna sandwich on a different level?
How could the Man plan to eat tuna in front of the cats? Without sharing! Half a can for the cats, half a can for you. Fair is fair.
Food is truly Puck’s undoing.♥
Laughing from panel 1 and never stopped.
Even Puck goes bad for Tuna Fish.
“The Mouse Police ran out and down the alley, convinced by previous experience that Kiko or Ian, the proprietors of the Japanese restaurant, will have fish scraps for a hard-working feline. Even Heckle, normally a cat you would not like to meet down a dark alley if you were between him and his predestined rat, can achieve fluffy for tuna.” Kerry Greenwood in Heavenly Pleasures: a Corina Chapman mystery.
I understand why add the word fish to make compound words for types of fish that would wouldn’t realize were fish without it, such as swordfish, catfish, sunfish whereas we don’t need to add fish to salmon, mackerel, trout, bass. So why do we add fish to tuna? Is there some other type of tuna than tuna fish?
That sandwich is about as doomed as a sandwich can be.
My money’s on Pucky. Go for it, Puck! Knock it to the floor! He won’t want it then, either. Mwahaha!
Thinking of you, @asrialfeeple, and sending out positive thoughts for a successful surgery later today.
Also positive thoughts that Marie will quickly recover from her battle with covid!
Someone’s taking that sandwich DOWN, and it’s gonna be a pair of paws! Mwahahaha!
The Man really should have expected the Feline Sandwich Inquisition. "Our chief weapon is sneezing … sneezing and licking; our two chief weapons are sneezing and licking … and knocking the sandwich to the floor! Er, Our three weapons are sneezing, licking, and knocking the sandwich to the floor … and near fanatical devotion to the tuna fish! Our four…no… Amongst our weapons…. Amongst our weaponry…are such elements as sneezing, licking … Um, I’ll come in again…”
The signal must be the enticing aroma of the tuna once the lid is in the process of removal. I once thought it was the sound of the can opener, then the sound of a pull top being opened, but I realized that other cans being opened do not result in the instantaneous arrival of felines….only tuna (and salmon).
The Man is gonna have to use 2 hands if he expects to hang onto that sandwich.
I love that each panel has 1 and only 1 of the Cats. :-)
When I make tuna fish sandwich I use onions. So I put aside the tuna water and some tuna fish before I add anything else.
One doesn’t simply brings fish and eats it without letting the cats have it.
To Robin Harwood, I’ll make things more clear for you (and others) next Sunday. It is time that the truth is known.
The, House Panther, has snagged it’s favorite pray…Tuna sandwhicha meltis. But, a human had caught the prey first. This stand off may last, for hours…
Come on, Man, just put a little glop of tuna in a dish. Have a little mercy.
They may want to try the strength in numbers approach: 4 cats sitting and staring at the man, a bat on the arm, rubbing against his leg, and otherwise distracting him enough that one can swoop in and steal the sandwich, which would then cause dispersal of the other 3 to join in the feast!
Careful, Puck! Although the Man is relatively tame, even the most docile human will sometimes fight fiercely to protect its food.
Drop the mic Puck and go for it with both paws.
I have perhaps the only cat in the world who does not like tuna or tuna juice
This clowder is getting awfully big for their britches.
Look at those ears! Pucky, what happened to that A+ #1 top notch good boy we were just talking about?
And maybe it’s my eyes, but to me it looks like Lupin, Elvis and Goldie all have a slight lean / head-tilt to the left (their right).
Our cat doesn’t like any form of people food.
Sultan will literally come up to us and try to take a bite out of whatever sandwich we have! The boy lives for food, I swear.. LOL!
Puck is willing to share- he gets the tuna, the Man can have the bread!
Hey dude, don’t make Puck mad
Share your tuna and make it better
Remember to give him the biggest part
Then you can start to make life better
Hey dude, don’t be selfish
We are made for feline pleasure
The minute Pucky grabs your sandwich
Then he can wish that lunch lasts forever
-ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, oh
Na na na nananana, nannana, hey dude…
- John Lennon / Paul McCartney – Hey Jude
Puck!!! I’m shocked.
We had a family cat who knew what a tuna can was. He even asked for it. “Tuna? Tuna?”
OT: R is home(!)
Good thing none of these cats are homicidal psycho jungle cats.
I mean, Lupin can come close at times, but…
Love Puck’s style of negotiation. Give it to me, NOW!
One of my cats would be stealing the lettuce from the sandwich.
Meanwhile Back on the Nile
Lupinium: And now, Your Majesty, my song of the sea:
Tuna, a fish so delicious
Tuna, the taste I adore!
Tuna, the fish of royalty!
I love tuna, please give me more!
Queen Catshepsut the Golden: Well done, Lupinium. But I understand no tuna has appeared in the kitchen for quite some time.
Enter Chef Thomios
Thomios: Your Majesty, I am happy to report that we now have enough tuna for tonight’s dinner.
The Queen: Excellent news. How did this come about?
Thomios: I’m not sure, your majesty, but I did hear some giggles that sounded suspiciously like Alice, Agnes, Tash, and Violet.
Ah yes, the Negotiator
“I’ll have what he’s having.”?… Oh, Puck! Playing “The hairy makes a sally”, huh?
Or to tell it with ABBA:
“Gimme, gimme, gimme the man’s snack (it’s mine, right?)
Won’t somebody help me chase the sandwiches, hey
Gimme, gimme, gimme the man’s snack (it’s mine, tonight!)
Help me through the hungryness along the whole day
In ancient Egypt he would be praised as King “Tuna Anchored Aaa-hmmmm!”
Tuna fish? What happened to the tuna cow or tuna pork sandwiches?
I had a cat who snagged the bologna in one swipe and left the rest of the sandwich behind, while I was holding it. A Siamese, of course.
My cat tried that once, I broke out the squirt bottle… He knows he gets a treat bite when I open a can but none of my animals are ever allowed to get in my face or plate while I’m eating. Clearly defined and gently enforced social rules are as important for fur kids as they are for human kids.
Cats are telepathic. I’m reading about tuna and he jumps up to my lap for one of his (tuna flavored) cat treats.
Negotiations are off to a swift, if not positive, start.
O.T. Back at home
Puck is being a :::gasp:::: BAD Boy!!!!!
Pucky! Where are your manners?
My cat won’t touch tuna.
Feline diplomacy practices differ from the human approach.
Carefully broker an exchange? Puck is taking, not brokering…
Solution: adopt a semi-feral cat who doesn’t know what can opener means, never tasted seafood. She does like her yolk runny (no white) and a nibble of string cheese because, cat.
Tuna lust knows no bounds.
All your Tuna are belong to us (see today’s Get Fuzzy).
Love the claws out.
My current cat is not keen on tuna for some reason. Salmon, however, is a big hit.
Puck has some fierce negotiating skills.
Puck, touch my tuna fish salad sandwich and you’ll be eating out the other side of your whiskers. I’ll give you the juice off the tuna, but touch the sandwich and you’ll loose eight lives.
De gustibus felis non disputandem est. And you had better not try!
No one can make me believe that Our Sweet Pucky would be capable of doing something like this.
My daughter once left a can of tuna unwatched while she was getting out the cheese to put on her tuna melt. She had to open a second can of tuna, because the cats had swiped it off the table. None of our current tame cats like fish flavors, but our wild fur kids will eat anything they can get.
I remeber taking a piece of red capsicum (red peppers) out of the fridge, and my alpha chinchilla ripped it straight out of my hand and on to the floor (much to my surprise). And then realise with disdain that it wasn’t red meat. Don’t tell me cats are colour blind…
Even Albert A. Cat who is unfailingly polite and never tries to steal food has his limits when it comes to tuna.
You can tune a guitar, and you can tune a piano, but you can’t tuna sandwich (if you have cats).
Whoa! Apparently tuna brings out the aggressive side of Puck.
Just hand it over, Man.
A tuna fish sandwich, huh? Calvin & Hobbes would be proud.
Aww pick just saying “gimme that sandwich” is so cute
February 26, 2016