Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for March 01, 2019

Well, this is new! Also glad I’m not the only one to refer to cats as “purrbabies”. Heehee.

The mighty huntress has cornered her prey! Look at that poof! Go, Beatrix, go! Preferably without gnawing on the Man’s fingers, though.

Let me guess: Tuna sandwich?

Cute and ferocious. A formidable combination.

Some cats will not be denied!

Poofy tail! And so many claws!

Uh-oh! Somebody needs to learn some manners!

Love Beatrix’s wiggle-pounce, and love love love her little overalls.♥

He kinda deserves it for the ‘Cuddle-puff’ comment. Settle for the draw, Man. Give her some Ham.

Will doom come to the sandwich or the fingers?

I love the little kitten wiggle!

The sandwich doesn’t stand a chance against Beatrix.

Yay extra footage!! Wow, looks like Cuddle Puff has spunk! Well Man, what’s it gonna be? Your fingers or that ham sarnie? Choose wisely!

SO MANY TOES

Oh Beatrix, don’t do that! The Man is good and loves all fur babies!

Gent (and everybody, really) nota bene today’s “Strange Brew.”

https://www.gocomics.com/strangebrew/2019/03/01?ct=v&cti=1613757

Panel 2, what would you call that expression? The eyes are narrowed, one arm across the chest holding up the other arm cradling the chin. Definitely, to my mind, a considering look. You can almost see her sifting through and discarding ideas.

I took some red capsicum (pepper) out of the fridge, and as I did it was snatched out of my hand by my chincilla (Gandalf) who thought it was a steak. Once he had it he dropped it and walked off.

Who says cats are colour blind?

I’m loving the March calendar page with all the “happy” leprechauns! The little inset of Elvis curled up with his tail wrapped around the baby is adorable!

Beatrix, the brave hunter!

They learn fast!

Beatrix – don’t shred the fingers that plucked you from the Void.

The Man, having lived with determined cats for this long, ought to recognize the signs of a fierce hunter at work. “Cuddle puff” my shredded fingers …

Little kitten-talk and butt wiggling…cuteness reaching critical levels…must maintain composure at work…quick, turn to Pearls Before Swine!

TGIF, everyone!!! My, oh my, we do have a feisty little critter on our hands, don’t we! Wonder if Pucky will knock her down before the man gets damaged.

It must be tea time as man is serving finger sandwiches.

Panel two – Beatrix will not be denied!

Doesn’t Man realize how ominous that wiggle is?

Well, she did say that she would have preferred “Scout”.

And the Man, and his sandwich, were never seen again!

MORE!!! HYYGE!!!

I love her cute little pants!

Beatrix toe beans!!! From panel 4, it appears that not only is she polydactyl, but may have double the usual allotment.

Oh, kittens. It does take a little while for them to learn manners and impulse control. But OMG sooooo cute! And what about Pucky? Animal crackers in the nursery – how cute is that image?!

Bad choice there, Kitty cat.

Oh my goodness, she’s so small…! Let’s all gang up and address her as “Cuddle Puff” when she’s full-grown, has inherited some of Elvis’ dignity, and isn’t expecting it – and then we’ll see some puffage!

with claws like needles, kittens know no limits , let the fingers beware…

Gotta love the Man’s comment in the last panel. You can really feel the betrayal.

Butt wiggle! While I admire her tenacity, she needs to learn some manners.

"Imma get dat sandwich!”

Just love that! Truly visceral! (I call ‘em ’sammiches’!!) :)

“Et tu, Cuddle-Puff?”

My favorite kind of fish is found at Long John Silver’s. Yeah, I know. But when I have my heart attack, I’ll be smiling.

I’m taking away

I don’t know

What kind of Sandwich

I’ll take it anyway, whether it’s ham or tuna

No shying away

I’m coming for your sandwich, okay?

…….

Give to me (give to me)

What you’re eating (give to me)

I will pounce,

If you don’t give to me!

…….

So needless to say,

I’ll soon be eating your sandwich,

I’ll get it any way,

That I have to,

If pouncing doesn’t work

I’ll make Kitty Eyes!

…….

Give to me (give to me)

What you’re eating (give to me)

I will pounce,

If you don’t give to me!

A-ha: Take on Me

I think I would prefer the animal crackers.

Also, our cat, Berlioz, has,for a long time, assumed he can’t get through the cat fencing. But he recently discovered he can, and the HOA won’t let us make the fence taller…he’s been inside for the past week or so, but he typically goes outside everyday.

Recently, we tried letting him outside with supervision, and he still climbed the fence.

The other night, we couldn’t find him, and figured out he had escaped. We discovered him in the bushes, a little way away from our house. At the moment, he is an inside cat.

I wonder what the feline equivalent of Osh Kosh B’Gosh is . . . such cute kitten overalls!

Am I the only one who can actually hear the Man’s lamenting anguish in the last panel? I have been on the receiving end of the fury of a polydactyl in hunting lessons, he’s best to let the sandwich go and count his blessings that he still has eyes (my little Murder-Puff always went for the eyes).

When I was in high school, we rescued a little lost kitten, Jessica CrazyCat. One evening I was eating dinner in my bedroom as my parents had company. I had two pork chops on a plate and I put it on the bed and was reading and watching TV while I ate. All of a sudden, Jessica came running across the bed so fast, I had to laugh. It took me a few minutes to realize I now only had one pork chop on my plate. I never saw her take the other, and it was almost as big as she was. She was that fast.

It’s a long story, but I originally dreamed up Jessica — I have witnesses to this incredible story. In my dream, I was in bed sleeping. My mother opened my door and stood there, holding a tiny orange tabby kitten cradled like a baby. She had driven my sister to her early-morning summer job and found the little thing in the parking lot. The cat’s name was Jessica, although we didn’t name her, it just was her name. That was strange in itself as in those days, all cats were named Fluffy or whatever, no people names.

The dream was so real, I had to check when I woke up that we really didn’t have a new kitten. A few nights later, I dreamed about Jessica again, another very realistic dream. That’s when I told my friends about her and how odd it all was. A few days later, I was in bed sleeping and the door opened and my mother was there with a tiny orange tabby cat cradled in her arms. “Oh, it’s Jessica,” I said and turned over to go back to sleep, thinking I was dreaming. “Huh?” my mother said, “look it’s a kitten I found in the parking lot when I drove your sister to work.” “Yes, I know, it’s Jessica, now let me get back to sleep.” My mother laughed and said I was still half asleep and left. Imagine my surprise when I woke up and Jessica was really there. True story, like I said, and I had witnesses.

One night, I dreamed the winning lottery numbers, but I forgot them too quickly to buy a ticket. I have no idea if they really won.

Beware the wiggling kitteh tail with butt flag held high and the head pointed at you, for you may be the next target … 8^)

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When I was a child, this happened with our new kitten, Pitcher (because little pitchers have big ears). My dad was cutting my pizza into bite sized pieces and dropped one on the floor. Pitchy lept on it and when my dad tried to retrieve it, sliced his thumb open… :-D The cat got to keep the pizza!

SPOILER ZONE***

Looks like Beatrix is teaching Puck another way to hunt. Go directly for what you want if that doesn’t work extort.

She’s a clever girl. It’s like the hymn, “A Mighty Huntress Is Our Cat.”

More toes, more claws.

The man should know by now, that he is required to share. It’s very simple, just tear off a small piece of ham, tuna, cheese, whatever, and offer it. Quite soon the cat learns that if they ask politely (MEEEEOOOOOOW!!!!) you will happily offer to share, and they will get some if they want it. Not to say I haven’t had my leg attempted to be climbed, but my reaction to such usually solves the problem the first time (loud yell and reflexive jerk of leg). Now the worst I get is a very urgent, friendly, slightly prickly paw pat: “Hey! I’m down here, and that smells GOOD!”

I love that we got a new strip!! Thank you @GeorgiaDunn !!! Little Beatrix is so cute. I can see her doing this in real life.

That little girl knows how to latch on to a sandwich. The boys are going to have to watch her closely.

Tiny kittens can get away with anything.

Time to D&Dize Beatrice Spoiler Warnings

I’m going to call her as a Rogue, of the Inquisitive subclass.

“CUDDLE-PUFF, WHY?!” lol That is hilarious.

Cuddle-Puff?

That’s it. Your man card is revoked.

Cutest thing ever! Butt wiggle, stalking, total fluff and claws :) how do you make hearts?

Wild animal crackers are dangerous prey!

Is Beatrix related to Piglet?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iiNMKCDHSsE

Akiro would hang onto the plate as I tried to lift it out of his reach. He is a very long cat; I am a very short person … I’m glad he’s past that stage.

Never determine by size or smile.

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Can’t wait until she meets other characters. (hee hee hee)

“Cuddle-puff” might be the perfect nickname for a kitten =)

Purr Baby awwww!

Cuddle-Puff, Purr-Baby . . . yep, the Man definitely loves cats. <3 And Beatrix, naughty girl, leave his fingers alone!

Imma git dat sandvich

Cuddle-puff! Such a cute nickname!

And I call my kitties purr-babies!