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.
Aww, Movie Night’s over for now but we had a ball acting all those movies out for you. Paws crossed we get to do it again real soon!
Hey, when you gotta go….
(No, I didn’t really do this.)
(I barfed in the Ninja Twins’ pan once. It was the nearest bathroom! I cleaned it up…then I barfed again. I had a really bad headache, I was coming off caffeine–but that’s not what this comic is about!)
Okay, as you were.
(Some of you may be feeling a sense of déjà vu, but that’s only because this comic went out early a few weeks ago. It was a weird time, okay?)
Today on Double-Purr Diner, things get mysterious.
I used to play as Brazil in Epyx’s Summer Games a lot, merely because of the country’s three-letter abbreviation.
The Ninja Twins saved me from a nightmare.
I actually own a ribbon similar to those used in Rhythmic Gymnastics. I thought it was a neat sport when I first saw it in 1984. So I’ve had the ribbon for about 20 years or so. I kick ass at twirling it. However, I get dizzy if I turn around in my chair too fast and am unable in any capacity to flip over in any way whatsoever.
So the cats benefit from my twirling skills when I’m awake, and from my lumpiness when they want to sleep.
What was that I said about living or…what?