Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for May 31, 2023

Verifcation is essential.

OMC! I’m loving this. A Clowder Quilt! Iggy’s “Smells alive to me” is great, but Ora’s “Very Fresh” is my winner! and… Snort!

Cats are like that, aren’t they?

Poor woman, how can she sleep through all the sniffs?

Yup, I got that after my major surgery. “Oh, Younger Woman isn’t looking too good…is she still alive? Yes? Okay, good, we were JUST CHECKING, Sparky, we’ll leave you with Your Person now…”

Totally out of it.

I am SO jealous of The Woman, and love all the love she is getting.

She smells like the hospital. That always confuses pets.

This is my bed every morning – except there are only three cats and the Aussie.

How sweet!

So that’s why cats gather around when you aren’t feeling well. Just making sure the Giver of Food and Treats is still alive!

Very fresh. And about thirty degrees warmer than she might have been expecting.

Cat Scan, completed!

Good job, cats! Glad you are working hard, doing your part.

Six weeks on the couch with a broken ankle that required surgery our twin Pucks and female were very diligent at making sure I was alive and stayed warm. The dog was not fond of the crutches and walking boot and kept his distance. Cats are much better nurses than dogs (and I love my dog).

Look, the Health Care Team is on duty.

“Very Fresh” and ready to eat

Must smell like clinic, which is “veterinarian’s office for humans”.

Now that the clowder has thoroughly examined the woman and established that she is still alive, will they let her rest?

OT: Smudge: I’m worried about my baby boy. He came in to eat yesterday, Mouse chased him out of the house, and I haven’t seen him since.

Meanwhile, Back on the Nile

At the Salubrious Pyramid

Ora Z: We’ve got percussion, everyone! Feel free to bang away!

Abby (Kitten patient and Ora Z’s new friend): I haven’t felt this good since before I came here.

Ora Z: What happened?

Abby: I was doing my painting apprenticeship and fell and broke my paw. I was really good at it, too.

Ora Z: Well, Burt-Ra is a good guy. He’ll help you come back from it.

Abby: Yes. I’m coming back slowly but surely.

Mau-Net: I was learning shipbuilding when I had my accident.

Ora Z: I’ll have you meet Iggy. He can relate to that.

Purr-Cilla: I’m a singer. Then I came down with the virus that everyone got. I’m finally on the road to recovery.

Ora Z: Well, I know the first song we’ll be performing.

Sometime Later

Serfig-Aro: Ladies and Gentlecats, it gives me great pleasure to introduce the percussion group, Mallets Towards None with their first song.

Queen: We Are the Champions!

We’ve had our share

Time after time

Of dealing with spilled kibble

And having a long climb

There have been some mistakes

We’ve made a few

We’ve had our share of litter

Kicked out from the box

But we’ve made it through

And we will zoom on and on and on and on!

We are the kittens, my friends!

And we’ll keep on Zooming til the end!

We are the kittens!

We are the champions!

No time for hissing

’Cause we are the champions of the world!

Can confirm. I received routine wellness checks from all of the furry residents of my home when I slept on the sofa after my knee surgery two years ago, and then again after my wrist surgery (when I had to keep it elevated) last year.

The woman deserves all the furry little nurses she can take.

On another matter, my oldest, Alexandria, is working at a doggy daycare this summer to earn extra money. When she gets home after being with 25 to 30 pooches, our cats practically mug her because of all the smells.

Not sure how she can remain asleep among that pile of cats, all of whom likely deserve pets and treats.

Such attentive little nurses! So caring! (Ora Zella, we do not eat the People.)

While she rests so early in the morning

Sniff her head as you’re swarming

And things are not as bad as first seemed

Watch the paw! concerned team (caring team)

Please, don’t wake her

No, don’t shake her

Live, fresh Woman

She’s only sleeping

- John Lennon / Paul McCartney – I’m Only Sleeping

Let us not forget that they are cats after all. When cats hunt they look for the weakest members of the herd.

Little miss OZ, do not speak of your human as ‘fresh’, like she’s a side of tuna!

Ladies & gents, start your =PURRRRRRRRRR= MOTORS! Time for some serious healing!

OraZella’s “Very Fresh” reminds me that I expect my cats to eat me if I die and my sister doesn’t get over here soon enough to feed them first. They totally have my permission.

BREAKING CAT NEWS:

Home from walk, today, beautiful orange kitty on my steps, let me hold him/her then went on its way.

“Very fresh” – ?? After surgery, and likely no bathing for at least a day? Maybe she means “ripe!”

None of her cats sit on her mouth or nose?

That’s how my cats know who is awake/alive, or can be kibbled and nibbled.

Good to know the Woman is still alive. She looks so peaceful.

All of my cats over the years have been excellent nurses after my various surgeries, although that sometimes requires covering the affected body area with a pillow!

I see Elvis is using his toe beans to take the Woman’s temperature.

Gad, the Woman looks so sad.

I could see six comments from the cats, but it took me waaay too long to spot Ora Zella.

She has now had a very complete Cat Scan

I still maintain that cats are natural reiki masters. My dearly departed Jasper always seemed to know which part of my body was aching and would cuddle up next to that area providing warmth and healing energy.

when i was in florida with my cousin floyd, i expected his cat braveheart to be like this but she wanted nothing to do with him. he was terribly hurt and i wanted to give her a good swat for her attitude, (i didnt,) but did give her one heck of a lecture. didn’t help any of us unfortunately.

Robin, in case you missed it, today’s Calvin & Hobbes is dedicated to you.

OT: Update on severely injured local cat

That’s a whole lot of love!

Good thing none of the cats had hay fever: she was one set of clogged sinuses away from being eaten.

Maizing’s post is gone.

Bartholomew likes to determine how fresh I am by gnawing on my arm. It’s one of his less endearing qualities.

Ora Zella snuggling.

I just watched a Jackson Galaxy piece, Farewell my Feral Friend, and I’m bawling. He told about Alex and other feral cats in his life, about respecting them for who they are, respecting their feral mindset, while loving them and providing food and shelter. Inky lived in my back yard until he got sick enough that I could catch him to take him to the vet. Inky’s buried in the sun spot he loved. I never got to hold him until he’d crossed the RB, but I loved him.

I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m sure that NOTHING like this has ever happened to The Woman (or any of us) in Real Life . . . I don’t know where Georgia picks up these crazy story ideas! =)

The smell of being alive. I also love the small detail of Elvis naturally being the one taking this job seriously.

I remember laying on the floor after I had given myself a mild case of food poisoning. I remember looking up and seeing both Vlad (when he was still with me) and Sebastian watching me, wondering why I was on the floor. But that was pretty much as close as they got.

Perhaps Lupin’s Snort relates to her deafness.

I didn’t realize that Elvis was holding her head like that. So very cute!

Hehe – When real life and comics collide :)

my most recent experience with surgery was wisdom teeth, a mixed blessing as on the downside I had to deal with the issues of dental surgery, on the upside, I got some funny videos of me high on anesthesia.