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Sticking Around

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I'm wearing a dark hoodie and holding a stick that could totally be a double-bladed lightsaber. The Fluffy One is playing with the stick, Babycat is pawing at it, and The Kitten is flipped over in the air, grabbing at the stick. "This stick belongs to me now, uncle!" The Kitten declares. "My boy!" Babycat says. The Fluffy One says, "You stop being dangerous and get down here! Stick cannot be played with you walking around in the sky!" The Puppy just stands there asking, "They fly now?" The spirit of The Slinky One hovers nearby, telling The Kitten, "You get that thing, little baby! Then give my bro a hug and chase his juicy butt!"

The Fluffy One’s always been a fan of sticks. Other cats can have the ribbons and feathers and squeaky chirpy things, he knows where the action’s at. This week his sweet nephew discovered the magic of sticks and was hooked. I said, “What have I done?” a few times as I searched for a place to hide the stick, which wasn’t easy on account of all the laughing.

New Star Wars this weekend! I’ve lived through the LAST STAR WARS EVER three times now, first in 1983 and then in 2005, and I’m looking forward to enjoying this one. I find it’s easy to enjoy Star Wars when I avoid people talking about Star Wars, and I had the time to make this comic because I’m off most social media until I see the movie. I guess you could say the only sticking around I’m doing will be with actual sticks. Oh ho ho.

It’s a Great Thing!

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The Fluffy One is climbing the couch to get to his window pillow. The Kitten is sleeping on the pillow and says, "Uncle, I am here." As The Fluffy One settles down on the pillow with the Kitten, he tells him, "Yes, yes, I used to do this all of the time with me bro." The Kitten says, "Wow, it must be great to have a bro." As The Kitten purrs with his chin on The Fluffy One's back, The Fluffy One says, "Indeed." On the wall, there's a picture of The Slinky One licking The Fluffy One with his arm around him.

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.

A young silver tabby and a full-grown fluffy black cat curl up together at a window.

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.

A young grey tabby licks the ear of a fluffy black cat.

(PURRING INTENSIFIES)

A black cat and young grey tabby give each other nose kisses..

Hold On To Your Potatoes!

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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. 😹

The Kitten and his mom pounce on The Fluffy One's leash.

(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.)

What Have We Here?

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I am dressed like Darth Vader. "Cats, I am your mothaaaaar," I say. The Puppy, dressed like Chewbacca, says, "WRRRRAAAGH." "Darth Vader, only you could be so bold," Babycat says. She has been dressed like Princess Leia, buns and all. "Help me, Obi-Cat Kenobi, you've my only hope!" The Slinky One, hovering nearby and dressed in Jedi robes, says, "Okay, you don't want to dress up your cats, you wanna go home and rethink your life." The Kitten tries to pull off his Han Solo costume, saying, "Mom, I got a bad feeling about this." Sauntering out in a Lando Calrissian cape, The Fluffy One asks, "Well, well, what have we here?"

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).

Wouldn’t It Be Loverly?

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In a takeoff of My Fair Lady, Babycat is wearing a straw hat and in standing next to a basket of violets and a bunch of violets laying on the ground. She sings, "All I want is a room somewhere, far away from the cold night air, with one enormous chair...." The Ninja Twins are standing off to the side. The Slinky One is wearing a top hat and tails. "I bet you could make a lady out of that dame!" he says to The Fluffy One, who is wearing a Homburg and trenchcoat. "No, no, no, no...," says The Fluffy One. "I'm a good girl, I am!" Babycat says, glaring at them from her violets. Babycat wakes from her dream, purring in an enormous desk chair, with her kitten's head resting on her knee.

The Kitten is five months old today, and he and his mom have all chairs forever.

A mom cat and her kitten, who is just as big as her, curl up in a desk chair.

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.

A silver tabby kitten looking majestic.

Kitten man loves Uncle Fluff and I think it goes both ways.

A young silver tabby and a full-grown fluffy black cat curl up together at a window.

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.