Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for September 07, 2020

Drive a hard bargain, Baba; but don’t take too long. Beatrix needs to be rescued!

I spy a future arc here! What boon will the raccoons demand? And will the price be too high? Enquiring minds want to know!

Figures that Old Mags would want something in return. If the situation was reversed would Baba expect payment?

An equivalent favor, namely one rescue of a juvenile without undue peril to the rescuer. None of this “now you are obliged to do whatever I want” business.

Beautiful art work as always. And OF COURSE Mag wants a favor ( for her good deed) Baba’s expression in panel 3 ,all sweetness turns to a grimace ….There it is! What favor will Mags want!?

Someday – and that day may never come – I’ll call upon you to do a service for me.

I love how the people neighborhood is “deep in the wildlands!”

As these two hash out the details of what levels of “Owe a Favor”… BCN in team up with Gatos de Noticias… rescues Beatrix! That would foil all of the Raccoon’s plans!

The youngling might just get herself down while they are negotiating.

Just like us Rats, Raccoons will do something out of the goodness of their hearts. Provided it also helps out their wallets.

The raccoons probably want picanic baskets full of delicious food. Maybe not exactly, but they’d want some food nonetheless.

“Let’s go save a cat!”

Tsk. There’s always a catch!

Listen up, Maggie, you know I got something to say to you

It’s early September and your visit here is cool/not cool

I know I keep you amused, but I feel I’m gonna be used

Oh, Maggie, don’t make an offer I can’t refuse

You came here away from home, just to save a kitten trapped & all alone

It warms my heart, but has me on high alert

Maggie, let’s make sure that youngling is unhurt

(Martin Quittenton / Roderick Stewart -Maggie May)

“Someday, and that day may never come, I will call upon you to do a service for me.” – Don Vito Corleone

Why do I get the feeling that Baba Mouse is now going to be asked to whack some squirrel who has become too nosy in Old Mag’s business.

The way the world goes round…

Whats the vig on this favor?

I’m picturing The Godfather “ Someday I will call upon you to perform a service for me”

Ah, they’re in Rock Creek Park, I see.

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

Puckmosis: There they are! Elvis! Louie!

Elvis-Anum: Guys! What are you doing here?

Puckmosis: We found a note from Beatrixia telling us she’s heading to Afar on the OhPun road. Apparently she found a mysterious scroll at the Great Pyramid.

Louie-Nour: There are stories about Egypt and Afar in ancient times.

Sometime Later

Louie-Nour: Look up ahead! It’s a camp of desert rats. I see one of the leaders. Azibo, we want to talk to you.

Azibo: Not you again! I took us two months to get rid of the skunk smell!

Elvis-Anum: Never mind that. Have you seen a Polydactyl kitten with a scroll?

Azibo: Yeah, she’s been here. That is, she was.

The favor is that she won’t punch your lights out this time.

There you go, favor settled.

Oh, that deceptively downcast look on Old Mags’s face in panel 2, so carefully crafted to tug at Baba’s heartstrings…

♪"Let’s go save a cat

that’s where the action’s at

Let’s go save a cat and get her

down from the highest tree

from where the birds fly free

oh, let’s go save a cat."♫

(Let’s go fly a kit" composed by Richard M. Sherman and Robert B. Sherman)

Charity should not go unrewarded (but it shouldn’t put you on a mailing list for life).

Today is:

National Acorn Squash Day —With the exception of pumpkin pie, I’ve never had a squash of any kind prepared in a way that I found palatable. I know it’s supposed to be healthy food, but to me it smells terrible when cooked, and tastes like the water it was boiled in. They are also promiscuous, and will cross breed with any plant even vaguely related to them. Starvation food, IMHO. YMMV.

National Beer Lovers Day —Real beer, not the fizzy, yellow, weak stuff manufactured by a giant megacorporation and swilled by the unwashed masses by the gallon. Why does it have to be ice cold? To keep you from tasting it, that’s why. Those who are true cogno scientii of beer know the ones of which I speak so deprecatorily. Dark, heavy, chewy beers that one must chew before one can swallow—real beer, like Arrogant Bastard™, of which many are unworthy. Admittedly, there are a few lighter brews worthy of being called beer— real IPAs. Unfortunately I may not name them here. (I was pushing it with A. B., but considering I’m being a beer snob, I just had to. Even if you don’t drink beer, read the A. B. bottle. It’s a hoot.)

Salami Day —There are hundreds of varieties and nationalities, all a little (or a lot) different. It seems that every ethnic group has at least one variety. Some take it to near excess … bless them! And that’s no Bologna (different crittur altogether).

Beer and Salami! This is a good day!

This just in, via Ten Cats – This cat knows what a mailman is!

https://i.imgur.com/E9FbQvb.mp4

Don’t cats see this sort of thing as, “You scritch my back, you owe me another scritch”?

You know you’ve been spending too much time at BCN when you dream that chipmunks get into a bag of Quikrete and make a garden urn shaped home for themselves in your garage. And no, I didn’t feast on acorn squash, salami and beer before falling asleep;)

The postures of the arms in each panel is so indicative of the emotions. Georgia’s attention details!

The mutual obligation system keeps the peace.

They are not to be trusted. Never trust a vile racoon.

Beatrix must be saved immediately!

In my head, I hear “Mama” Thelma Harper from Mama’s Family for the voice of Baba Mouse today. :)

srsly Smalls is scary and he needs an ending

The closest I’ve ever heard to the term “youngling” is a beer in Pennsylvania (Yuengling) :-)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yuengling

I love that the chickadee epaulettes can bestow a vigorous NOD when called for!