Guys… did it not occur to you to put something in the “trap” to give it a little weight? Just sayin’… (they may be mice, but they do not appear to be dumb mice)
Uh, you guys are cats and those guys are mice. Cats? Mice? Catch them, it’s what you do. Puck was honing his hunting skills just the other day and ribbon was nowhere to be seen.
Looks like the Boys have removed some of those ornaments. Not only will it give them a place to hide but the People will enjoy replacing them in the morning. Tis the Season of Giving.
I LOVE, how Puck looks at his not so smart collegues! So, about Murka: she’s became not interested in the tree in the evening already! She knew, that she can climb on and nobody will scream at her. And, like I said, photos of our gray squirrel: 1. https://pp.userapi.com/c851024/v851024589/5f5f9/RamjB3poMF8.jpg 2. https://pp.userapi.com/c847124/v847124242/14a4b3/bcwh3g_n7cs.jpg 3. https://pp.userapi.com/c850136/v850136242/8cbda/UoA7RFoDybA.jpg 4. https://pp.userapi.com/c850136/v850136242/8cbe4/8St2GqM-FtQ.jpg 5. https://pp.userapi.com/c851436/v851436589/63a99/tXal7W80r2Y.jpg 6. https://pp.userapi.com/c844617/v844617242/154c9d/zqaSUnY38gc.jpg 7. https://pp.userapi.com/c851432/v851432589/60759/-nsb41ccxQo.jpg
Somehow I don’t think discretion is in Lupin’s vocabulary :)
I was out yesterday (Saturday) with a bunch of friends to see some of the Christmas displays around metro Vancouver. Knowing Georgia’s love of owls I had to take pictures of the ones at Burnaby Village:
We also went to the light display at Stanley Park, the various firefighters units put up all the lights and take donations for the burn fund – pretty impressive and had fun on the miniature train even though the old bones objected to being squished. And the rain held off while we were out and about which was nice
To say that Sweet Lou was unhappy with the outcome of this “fight” would be understatement of the decade- even having won, technically. Bobby was looking aghast, trotting to where Red lay sprawled out and unconscious. Lou knew there was no way this was going to satisfy the crowd. “What the hell ya doin’, man? When did you teach him to do THAT?” Baywolf was just sitting halfway between Red and Lou, and was shaking his head. Tre-C was thinking; “…did not see THAT coming”, but had her eyes locked on Lou, as Megan instructed. And it’s a good thing she did, because Lou, not a kind and forgiving person to begin with, reached into his belt and drew out his .32 calibre pistol. No dumb dog, he thought, was going to make a fool out of him… or cost him money.
Tre-C now saw her cue and sprang full power from her perch ten feet above Lou in the building rafters. As Lou raised his arm to aim, she met it with fully extended claws and wide open mouth. Lou screamed in pain and attempted to shake the Tabby off his arm, an action that only made his wounds deeper- and caused him to miss his intended target, instead shooting Bobby in the leg. Twice. Maxie saw this, then launched himself squarely onto Lou’s back, to roughly the same effect as hitting him with a 30lb sack of flour. When he got back on his feet, he saw his “buddies” also drawing their weapons. Looking back into the center of the yard, he received an even bigger shock.
Good morning and happy Monday/Funday, orbsters and orbabies! Methinks the boys’ ruse will not work, but that’s just me being my natural pessimistic self. (Unlike Robin, I refuse to state that they are doomed.)
Boys! … Boys! … Boys! … Don’t you realize you shouldn’t monologue and broadcast your plans out loud?! That’s what boastful types tend to do. Oh…this does not bode well…
Trixie and Bandit are doing well. Bandit is pretty much totally socialized. But hey, she’s a kitten. No big surprise there. Belly rubs, string toys and meaty goodness in the bowl go a long way when you only have 8 or 9 brain cells.
Trixie is slooowwwwllllly coming along. She spends more and more time not behind the toilet. More and more time settled in where she can look out the screen door.
She doesn’t always scurry behind the toilet when we come in and sometimes doesn’t even move at all.
She is slowly learning that giant humans mean grooming and petting. I brush her every time I go in, even if it means using the towel to drag her out from behind the toilet. No matter how hard she tries to feign outrage, you can tell that she likes being brushed.
We still haven’t gotten up the courage (stupidity?) to give her a bath, but I did try out a half measure. Put her under the towel and got a wash cloth dripping wet. Lift the back half and wring it out onto her. Brush it in and through until she is barely damp. Flip towel to do the front half, repeat.
This worked remarkably well. And it MIGHT have triggered some old instincts. Lisa saw her actually washing her face and doing a small amount of grooming in the days after her “bath”. Yesterday it looked like she has been cleaning her rear paws. I had to soak and scrub the litter clay out of them twice before the bath.
Little by little, we are being accepted. I can get her to the point of eyes almost completely shut while brushing. Of course, as soon as she starts to drift a slight noise will snap her alert with that tense posture ready to bolt. She looks at me in disgust (I prefer to think she is upset with herself) and then slowly relaxes with the brushing. 3-5 minutes and she has had enough and moves on. But she walks instead of bolting.
The brushing and bathing has resulted in an almost normal smooth cat coat. When she came in her fur was rough to the touch. You can no longer feel every bone and she is plumping up just a little. She no longer looks like a feral stray.
I realize I have been remiss on a specific point Lisa just adores. Trixie’s eyes are a dark copper color. Truly amazing and enchanting.
Tomorrow she goes in for her spay. We will also see if they can give her a real bath while she’s sedated before the surgery.
Home on Wednesday, and the plan is to release her and Bandit into the house over the weekend. Provided her incision is healing well.
A friend came by to have a birthday lunch with me. She brought me a hamburger from one of the local restaurants. She gave me a lovely little blanket covered with kitties as a birthday gift! The colors in it make me think it is supposed to be a baby blanket, but it works very well as a lap blanket, and I can also wear it as an additional layer over my shawl when I am cold this winter.
Cleementine over 5 years ago
I love Lupin’s mischievous little smile in the last panel.
over 5 years ago
I hope his brilliant idea works to save Buzzy Mouse.
CrazyPri over 5 years ago
Lupin looks too gleeful for ‘Mission Buzzy Mouse Rescue’
skykey over 5 years ago
Guys… did it not occur to you to put something in the “trap” to give it a little weight? Just sayin’… (they may be mice, but they do not appear to be dumb mice)
knight1192a over 5 years ago
Smokey and the boys are unlikely to eat real cheese. Now their favorite treats in cheese flavor is another matter.
zorak950 over 5 years ago
Lupin is enjoying this way too much. >.>
DennisinSeattle Premium Member over 5 years ago
The mice have very good sniffers, I have to doubt the efficacy of this trap.
Robin Harwood over 5 years ago
Give discretion a try? Ha! This plan all points to doom.
cat19632001 over 5 years ago
A chart! A Operation Rescue Buzzy Mouse chart!
cat19632001 over 5 years ago
How did the Boys manage to get the wrapping paper around the cookie tin without the tape sticking to their paws?
ikini Premium Member over 5 years ago
“Shhh. Hide!” Oh, right, Pucky is supposed to “come alone.”
El-Kabong over 5 years ago
Uh, you guys are cats and those guys are mice. Cats? Mice? Catch them, it’s what you do. Puck was honing his hunting skills just the other day and ribbon was nowhere to be seen.
Ruth Brown over 5 years ago
Puck and Elvis’ faces show they want to do damage.
cat19632001 over 5 years ago
Do the Robber Mice even watch CN? Wouldn’t they watch MN?
cat19632001 over 5 years ago
Looks like the Boys have removed some of those ornaments. Not only will it give them a place to hide but the People will enjoy replacing them in the morning. Tis the Season of Giving.
Marusya Step over 5 years ago
I LOVE, how Puck looks at his not so smart collegues! So, about Murka: she’s became not interested in the tree in the evening already! She knew, that she can climb on and nobody will scream at her. And, like I said, photos of our gray squirrel: 1. https://pp.userapi.com/c851024/v851024589/5f5f9/RamjB3poMF8.jpg 2. https://pp.userapi.com/c847124/v847124242/14a4b3/bcwh3g_n7cs.jpg 3. https://pp.userapi.com/c850136/v850136242/8cbda/UoA7RFoDybA.jpg 4. https://pp.userapi.com/c850136/v850136242/8cbe4/8St2GqM-FtQ.jpg 5. https://pp.userapi.com/c851436/v851436589/63a99/tXal7W80r2Y.jpg 6. https://pp.userapi.com/c844617/v844617242/154c9d/zqaSUnY38gc.jpg 7. https://pp.userapi.com/c851432/v851432589/60759/-nsb41ccxQo.jpg
poppet bear over 5 years ago
Somehow I don’t think discretion is in Lupin’s vocabulary :)
I was out yesterday (Saturday) with a bunch of friends to see some of the Christmas displays around metro Vancouver. Knowing Georgia’s love of owls I had to take pictures of the ones at Burnaby Village:
https://i.imgur.com/wCHN2Zg.jpghttps://i.imgur.com/wBa0hX0.jpg
and the alternate sleigh pullers :)
https://i.imgur.com/bV06M7v.jpg
We also went to the light display at Stanley Park, the various firefighters units put up all the lights and take donations for the burn fund – pretty impressive and had fun on the miniature train even though the old bones objected to being squished. And the rain held off while we were out and about which was nice
poppet bear over 5 years ago
Hmm, the second owl picture has disappeared from my post. let’s try again:
https://i.imgur.com/wBa0hX0.jpg
skykey over 5 years ago
To say that Sweet Lou was unhappy with the outcome of this “fight” would be understatement of the decade- even having won, technically. Bobby was looking aghast, trotting to where Red lay sprawled out and unconscious. Lou knew there was no way this was going to satisfy the crowd. “What the hell ya doin’, man? When did you teach him to do THAT?” Baywolf was just sitting halfway between Red and Lou, and was shaking his head. Tre-C was thinking; “…did not see THAT coming”, but had her eyes locked on Lou, as Megan instructed. And it’s a good thing she did, because Lou, not a kind and forgiving person to begin with, reached into his belt and drew out his .32 calibre pistol. No dumb dog, he thought, was going to make a fool out of him… or cost him money.
Tre-C now saw her cue and sprang full power from her perch ten feet above Lou in the building rafters. As Lou raised his arm to aim, she met it with fully extended claws and wide open mouth. Lou screamed in pain and attempted to shake the Tabby off his arm, an action that only made his wounds deeper- and caused him to miss his intended target, instead shooting Bobby in the leg. Twice. Maxie saw this, then launched himself squarely onto Lou’s back, to roughly the same effect as hitting him with a 30lb sack of flour. When he got back on his feet, he saw his “buddies” also drawing their weapons. Looking back into the center of the yard, he received an even bigger shock.
cat19632001 over 5 years ago
Oh, I love Elvis smacking his paw for emphasis in panel one.
jonathan.prater over 5 years ago
There’s a plan! And there are charts! The Robber Mice are doomed! :P
WelshRat Premium Member over 5 years ago
The Battle for Buzzy Mouse Begins!
rs0204 Premium Member over 5 years ago
I love it when a plan comes together.
cat19632001 over 5 years ago
Cats vs Mice – Round 1 about to begin. Stay tuned for live coverage.
ladykat over 5 years ago
Good morning and happy Monday/Funday, orbsters and orbabies! Methinks the boys’ ruse will not work, but that’s just me being my natural pessimistic self. (Unlike Robin, I refuse to state that they are doomed.)
Gent over 5 years ago
Let the mouse hunts begin!
NORTHIDAHO over 5 years ago
Hold my beer and watch this !!!
DeerOrchid Premium Member over 5 years ago
um, are we sure the lid should go between the cookie tin and the wrapping paper? Maybe I don’t understand the trap concept.
lpayne.1632 Premium Member over 5 years ago
I especially love how excited Lupin is by this whole adventure. Look at him peeping out from the tree!
miscreant over 5 years ago
Yeah Burt don’t give it away. We all know you watch Our IX Lives with the mice so don’t be broadcasting the plan all over the place.
fuzzybritches over 5 years ago
These boys need a good communications security plan!
Code the Enforcer over 5 years ago
Boys! … Boys! … Boys! … Don’t you realize you shouldn’t monologue and broadcast your plans out loud?! That’s what boastful types tend to do. Oh…this does not bode well…
57BelAir over 5 years ago
I agree with Elvis this time.
Kim Metzger Premium Member over 5 years ago
Pucky, be careful! Revenge can get you on Santa’s naughty list!
Andylit Premium Member over 5 years ago
Progress Report
Trixie and Bandit are doing well. Bandit is pretty much totally socialized. But hey, she’s a kitten. No big surprise there. Belly rubs, string toys and meaty goodness in the bowl go a long way when you only have 8 or 9 brain cells.
Trixie is slooowwwwllllly coming along. She spends more and more time not behind the toilet. More and more time settled in where she can look out the screen door.
She doesn’t always scurry behind the toilet when we come in and sometimes doesn’t even move at all.
She is slowly learning that giant humans mean grooming and petting. I brush her every time I go in, even if it means using the towel to drag her out from behind the toilet. No matter how hard she tries to feign outrage, you can tell that she likes being brushed.
We still haven’t gotten up the courage (stupidity?) to give her a bath, but I did try out a half measure. Put her under the towel and got a wash cloth dripping wet. Lift the back half and wring it out onto her. Brush it in and through until she is barely damp. Flip towel to do the front half, repeat.
This worked remarkably well. And it MIGHT have triggered some old instincts. Lisa saw her actually washing her face and doing a small amount of grooming in the days after her “bath”. Yesterday it looked like she has been cleaning her rear paws. I had to soak and scrub the litter clay out of them twice before the bath.
(continued)
Andylit Premium Member over 5 years ago
Little by little, we are being accepted. I can get her to the point of eyes almost completely shut while brushing. Of course, as soon as she starts to drift a slight noise will snap her alert with that tense posture ready to bolt. She looks at me in disgust (I prefer to think she is upset with herself) and then slowly relaxes with the brushing. 3-5 minutes and she has had enough and moves on. But she walks instead of bolting.
The brushing and bathing has resulted in an almost normal smooth cat coat. When she came in her fur was rough to the touch. You can no longer feel every bone and she is plumping up just a little. She no longer looks like a feral stray.
I realize I have been remiss on a specific point Lisa just adores. Trixie’s eyes are a dark copper color. Truly amazing and enchanting.
Tomorrow she goes in for her spay. We will also see if they can give her a real bath while she’s sedated before the surgery.
Home on Wednesday, and the plan is to release her and Bandit into the house over the weekend. Provided her incision is healing well.
I will post again with updates.
Kitty Katz over 5 years ago
Haul out the cheese trap
Hide in the tree before
The Robber Mice catch on
Throw decorations
We’re very angry because Buzzy Mouse is gone
And we need a little vengeance
Right this very minute
Cause a little mayhem
If it’s war we’re gonna win it
Yes we need a little vengeance
And we’re gonna show ’em
What could ever go wrong now?
Maizing over 5 years ago
A friend came by to have a birthday lunch with me. She brought me a hamburger from one of the local restaurants. She gave me a lovely little blanket covered with kitties as a birthday gift! The colors in it make me think it is supposed to be a baby blanket, but it works very well as a lap blanket, and I can also wear it as an additional layer over my shawl when I am cold this winter.
scaeva Premium Member over 5 years ago
A good plan is intelligent. The ability to adapt it to the unforeseen is genius. (Que Robin Harwood) All plans are DOOMED.
DennyWheeler over 5 years ago
For those into squee—Baby Elvis’s First Christmas. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kz_aQZs1bdo
jonesbeltone over 5 years ago
i have no idea where this is going but I am IN!
Miss Mina over 5 years ago
Angry Pucky eyebrows.
LrdSlvrhnd over 5 years ago
I love how angry Puck is about them giving away the plan on-air.