If two cats ever needed each other, more…well, maybe Captain Tinycat should be included in that. But these two. I’ve already informed the vet he has to keep The Fluffy One alive another 20 years for The Kitten to have his Uncle Fluff at all times. I can only imagine how epic having TWO uncles would have been for Kitten bun.
Look at these two.
Still need to get video of the dancing and running they do. The Kitten would literally ride around on his Unc’s shoulders if he let him. But The Fluffy One is not into that. He’s cool with the ear grooming, though.
They need a camera on them at all times to catch the epic ball hunting moves.
Someone is turning six months old over the weekend and he just keeps getting handsomer and more huggable!
The new Harry Styles song Lights Up is some jazzy stuff, but purring is an awesome sound.
Well, my hands have fallen off from making this, so have a Happy Halloween and be careful crossing the streets. I wouldn’t want to have to bury you, you know.
Yes, really. Play safe in outer space, kids!
I know, I know, ant season is almost over.
This is where 16 years of going outties with The Fluffy One and his bro bite me in the ass, because every day and every night, Team Tiger is like, “That’s a great idea, let us join you!” and they don’t like wearing collars, or harnesses, and I feel like we already covered this in another comic. So it’s that scene from Temple of Doom every day, minus the spikes and stick insects (most days. We did have some epic mantises this year.) Seriously, Babycat is very content to stay indoors, it’s her son who wants to follow Uncle to the adventure beyond the door.
They do love playing with Uncle’s leash, though. 😹
(Quick note, from here out the comic is switching to Mondays and Thursdays unless I miraculously get loads of time to make a lot of comics again. No one is more bummed about this than me.)
Basically I’m just doing these to amuse myself now. I know most of them could defeat me in a dance battle, even if I am good at building things.
Here I was posting the Star Wars-themed one on Carrie Fisher’s birthday and I hear there’s a new trailer for Episode IX I gotta see. How about that.
We have to wait for December for the new movie, but you only have to wait ten more days to see what costumes the gang will actually be wearing (hint: enjoy this drawing because the real thing is going to be way blurrier and I don’t think we’ve got everyone on board yet).
Last year I was like, “OMG, next year is 2019? BLADE RUNNER HALLOWEEN THEME!” The whole month was going to be a drunk history version of the movie. And then actual 2019 happened, so you get a week, but you get this one how I planned it last year. Maybe a little fancier than I could have imagined. Gotta be fancy for my Slinky One.
Hey, who wants a origami unicorn avatar to show 2019 you know you’re doomed special and you don’t care know it? Credit me!
Hey, doesn’t everyone have a memory like that? That doesn’t mean we’re Replicants, let’s just have a drink.
I know what you’re asking, “Lynda, Blade Runner was set in November, 2019, why are you doing this in October?”
Oh, that’s not what you were asking? Okay.
The Kitten is five months old today, and he and his mom have all chairs forever.
Fun fact: One cold and rainy night in 2018, I lured Babycat into the house. The Slinky One was sitting on the stairs, watching as Babycat bounced off the walls. As she ran past him, he went to go find his bro. So they totally met. He was totally cool with her. We see a lot of him in the Kitten. He is a loony hunk, and he likes musicals, too.
Kitten man loves Uncle Fluff and I think it goes both ways.
Babycat and I are living that “If you love somebody set them free,” thing. She came back to me, and she brought us an awesome gift. They’ve got their furever home and I can finally stop crying every time I think of that stupid song from My Fair Lady. Happy first 5 months, little baby. You hot stuff.
I can’t say I regret telling her I’d take her for walkies if she lets me put on a harness until the day she actually lets me, then I guess I have to be prepared to learn to climb trees. WHO IS MORE FREAKED OUT BY THIS? Windows are awesome!
I got my head stuck in a cupboard and couldn’t make it to London for the record number of people dressed as Gumbies, but you know I was there in spirit. Happy 50th, Monty Python. Thanks for making me laugh when bits of brain fell out of my head.