Oh no, poor little guy stuck outside in the frigid cold!! I hope the boys (and the People) help him out – and that Elvis didn’t go crazy contemplating the void lol Another great strip, can’t wait for the next installment!
Also, I entirely agree with Lupin: ‘Tis far, far better to gaze into a cloud of marshmallow than the vast, stark void. If the end of the world does come, I hope for a marshmallow cocoa jamboree to send it off.
If she is there for the internship, she’s a real go-getter, trekking through all that snow. Elvis will love her determination; Lupin’s will love her adventurousness; and sweet Puck will just love her, period. Imagine her helping Tommy in his Cat About Town segments. The combination of Tommy’s sweet personality and a kitten would be all kinds of warm, fuzzy, and cute. She can also learn from Burt, Baba Mouse, the Robber Mice Ladies. Would she work for Tabitha and Sir Figaro Newton, or would they have their own kitten intern? So many possibilities!
Or she could end up being the neighbor’s new kitten who got lost in the snow. So many possibilities with that, too. The boys getting to know their new kitten neighbor. Awwwww.
Elvis’s determination to hate the new baby lasted all of 0.005 seconds! I reckon again “Dad Cat” instinct will kick in and she’ll be his special project!
OMG!!! Poor little many toed kitten out in the snow, being ignored by Elvis (he might go crazy contemplating the void). What a way to catch our interest! I might go crazy before Monday wondering how this is going to play out!
Ask for an intern, you shall receive an intern! Poor little kitten. With the way the boys are treated, this little one has just hit the jackpot. Looks like the kitten chose the place to look pathetic the same way at least one of our foundlings chose us. Dad always said kitten Fiat chose our yard to wander in to based on the fact that our house already said “Meow.”
I love the boys’ sweaters and Puck being ensnuggled in the blankets.
…Yes, Elvis needs to turn around, but given the Little Brother type shenanigans Lupin and Puck have pulled on him, it’s hard to blame him for not jumping at the chance to look at the White Void. People attention will be acquired by Elvis’s catlike “WTF?!”
Holy Hemingway! A polydactyl kitten out in a snowstorm. Reminds me of the kitties that used to live in the barn on the farm across the road. So glad the Guardian Angel of lost kitties is sending her (I’m hoping it’s a female) to a place where we know she’ll find warmth and kibble and adventure!
… Elvis, Elvis, Elvis… If the robber mice hears of this, it’s needles for you!
A.) I can’t wait till Monday to see how the kitten will be rescued.
B.) I think you should hold a contest to name the new character..( unless you have a name in mind 😊)
C.) People are calling it a Polydactyl kitten but I don’t see any wings on the kitten.. Then I looked up the word on Google and learned a new word tonight 🙂
You realize, no?, that NO ONE, EVER, has put those particular words together in that particular order to give voice to that particular thought? And, by the way, thanks for refraining from the obvious “es-cat-ology” pun.
Yay, PolyDactyl Kitten! I’ve become the local “cat lady” of our street (or our part of it) in terms of feeding wandering cats when they come to the back of the house, and this past Autumn we were visited by a Polydactyl boy – only came by a few times, and obviously had a home (as to most if not all of our “visitors”), but he was the first extra-toed cat that I’d seen in person, and so holds a special space in my heart. I hope the kitten is as beautiful as our visitor!
Elvis’ reaction to a new cat should be interesting. Will he be aggressively poofy as with Tommy, Tabitha and Burt? Or will his ‘inner protector’ kick in toward a little kitten as it did with the new baby? I’ve love it if Uncle Elvis lets her get away with anything and everything! 🙂
OMG! Georgia! How could you do this to us???? You LEFT A KITTEN IN THE SNOW! AAAAAA!!! I may never recover! Now I’ll have to wait ALL weekend to see what happens! That poor little thing! Oh Georgia!
Like most humans, my cats have always grabbed things with their front extremities, using the rear extensions to kick and stand only. Therefore I differentiate: front paws (little cat hands) have fingers – back paws (little cat feet) have toes.
The newcomer has too many fingers. 🙂
I do hope this little sweetheart is found soon and doesn’t experience the freezing cold like Elsa, Lazarus, Ruby and Frosty did. Those babies nearly became kittensicles, using up 1 or 2 of their nine lives.
eeeeeeeeek! oh no! a snowbound household with a little lost kitten! I’m sure it will be brought in and warmed and snuggled and fed and Elvis will hate it.
Georgia, you have an abolute gift for hitting us right in the feels. Please don’t ever stop.
I first read this on Thursday right before falling asleep (as I’ve been sick), and immediately dreamed that the lost Polydactyl kitten was in my bedroom saying, “Ma’am? Ma’am?” My reply, of course, was to beckon the kitten over and say, “Come here, Polly. I need a little spoon.”
Is it possible to be too invested in Breaking Cat News? If so, I think I am.
I love a mashmellow world too. I had a mama cat that came to my house but I couldn’t get near her. So I made her a bed on the carport and left food for her. I named her Mama Lady. She rewarded me by giving me one of her kittens. Later she died but I think I did what I could do for her.
My dear, departed Madison was polydactyl. His mother was a show Persian who got out at the wrong time and met a stray cat. He was very intelligent, and sweet for the most part. When he was still a tiny kitten he was this huge puff of golden fur with a little flat face. He couldn’t handle grooming all his fur, so Malachi and Meriadoc, much to his chagrin, would pin him down and groom him. I wish I had some good pictures of his feet, because he really did have thumbs on his forepaws, and could grab things with them sometimes.
OMG, A POLYDACTYL HOMELESS KITTEN?!?!!? *faints*
The plot thickens!
“Please, Sir; I’d like some more.” 🙂
Oh gooodnesss! My cats! Hurry with the next episode pleeeze!!
eeekkk!!! Bring it in! Bring it in now!!!!
Oh no, poor little guy stuck outside in the frigid cold!! I hope the boys (and the People) help him out – and that Elvis didn’t go crazy contemplating the void lol Another great strip, can’t wait for the next installment!
A new cat with 6 toes? Allways love the characters you create. Is this one based on a cat you know?
Elvis should know all about snow with his adventures from last Christmas (2014)
I can’t say too much just yet, but I will share the story of the real kitten this kitty is based on one day.
New member of the family?
A poor little kitten alone in the snow? 🙁
Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Dun dun DUNNN…
Oh that little kitten tugs at my heart, even though it is only a drawing!
Those sweaters! The vast, stark void! The tiny ears! And of course Puck, live from a pile of blankets. Love.
Elvis, *turn around*!
Visitor…or new addition to the family? Wow!
A lost polydactyl kitten!!
Also, the sweaters that everyone is wearing are amazing.
Oooooooh!!! A lost and cold baby polydactyl? Squeeee! I see a serial coming up!
*settles in with cocoa and blankets*
Is it Polly the polydactyl kitten?? 🙂 This is going to be fun. We’ve never seen the boys around a kitten, have we?
Squeeing may have been heard coming from the vicinity of my mouth. I love the little ears in panel 6.
I was the same. I found myself unexpectedly squeaking “EARS! !” when I saw them!
A new character??
Also, I entirely agree with Lupin: ‘Tis far, far better to gaze into a cloud of marshmallow than the vast, stark void. If the end of the world does come, I hope for a marshmallow cocoa jamboree to send it off.
Methinks I sense a potential intern…
If she is there for the internship, she’s a real go-getter, trekking through all that snow. Elvis will love her determination; Lupin’s will love her adventurousness; and sweet Puck will just love her, period. Imagine her helping Tommy in his Cat About Town segments. The combination of Tommy’s sweet personality and a kitten would be all kinds of warm, fuzzy, and cute. She can also learn from Burt, Baba Mouse, the Robber Mice Ladies. Would she work for Tabitha and Sir Figaro Newton, or would they have their own kitten intern? So many possibilities!
Or she could end up being the neighbor’s new kitten who got lost in the snow. So many possibilities with that, too. The boys getting to know their new kitten neighbor. Awwwww.
I can’t wait to see where this goes!
Pretty sure Elvis will hate her on principle. That’s just Elvis being Elvis though.
Elvis’s determination to hate the new baby lasted all of 0.005 seconds! I reckon again “Dad Cat” instinct will kick in and she’ll be his special project!
Ooh, please save PolydactylKitty!
Oh poor baby kitty, please let him/her share Pucky’s pile of blankets.
Oh dear ! This is how I have ended up with 12 of them !
So, move to SoCal and write about snow. Missing the weather already? 😉😀
Pucky, always cute. Now in piles of blankets. Just so sweet. I get a tug of love when I read this strip.
OMG!!! Poor little many toed kitten out in the snow, being ignored by Elvis (he might go crazy contemplating the void). What a way to catch our interest! I might go crazy before Monday wondering how this is going to play out!
Polly Dactyl! Sweaters! Blankets! Of course, if it were whipped cream, the story would take a whole different direction.
Ask for an intern, you shall receive an intern! Poor little kitten. With the way the boys are treated, this little one has just hit the jackpot. Looks like the kitten chose the place to look pathetic the same way at least one of our foundlings chose us. Dad always said kitten Fiat chose our yard to wander in to based on the fact that our house already said “Meow.”
I love the boys’ sweaters and Puck being ensnuggled in the blankets.
…Yes, Elvis needs to turn around, but given the Little Brother type shenanigans Lupin and Puck have pulled on him, it’s hard to blame him for not jumping at the chance to look at the White Void. People attention will be acquired by Elvis’s catlike “WTF?!”
My cata, Zeta, has seven toes on each foot and 7 spots, hence her name. I love Hemingway cats and can’t wait to see what happens with this one!
What a clever name for your kitteh!
Where did you get the name Zeta from?
I was trying to figure it out. You stated SEVEN toes per foot, but zeta is the SIXTH letter of the Greek alphabet. (eta is the seventh.)
Lotta would have been a descriptive and hilarious name choice.
Oh my gosh, all these years I’ve thought that Zeta was the number 7!
That last panel! OMG.. It’s like Bean Bunny in kitten form.
YES!! A new story!! (that will undoubtedly get me all teary-eyed)
Is the “void” a snowstorm?
Yes! 🙂
I LOVE KITTENS!!!! BRING IT IN NOW!!!
I have had 2 polydactal cats…Rajah and Puss in Boots…both lived long we’ll loved lives.
What a coincidence that we were just introduced to Burt on GoComics today. Poor Elvis, he’s done a whole lotta puffing out today! LOL
PS – Georgia, I love the details of the sweaters here. Nice touch, as ever. Thank you for the joy you bring to your readers.
A baby Hemingway kitty, awwwwwww!!! Lucky it was born with its own snow shoes!
I laughed so hard at Melodramatic Elvis, as always. 🙂
Kitten intern?
It’s Here! I kept checking all day for it! Not complaining Georgia! Love it! LOVE Polydactyls, their paws are always so soft.
Something tells me I need to stock up on Kleenex because this promises to be a tearjerker.
Oh no !! The poor little kitten has lost it’s mittens !!
Holy Hemingway! A polydactyl kitten out in a snowstorm. Reminds me of the kitties that used to live in the barn on the farm across the road. So glad the Guardian Angel of lost kitties is sending her (I’m hoping it’s a female) to a place where we know she’ll find warmth and kibble and adventure!
Yay! I have a polydactyl kitty too =^.^=
I HAVE A POLYDACTYL CAT
There better be only good things for Feets McGee here, or else I will be SAD.
Interesting start. Can’t wait ti see where this goes.
Slowly reading each panel, savoring before they go too quickly…!
Oooh, a kitten kneading a home….awwww..Mister?? A mystery to be solved!!
My day has been made. From tiny kitten to the world disappearing with only patches of sky. Perfect description of winter and TINY KITTEN!
Little one! Oh no, rescue him, boys! I have a weakness for polydactyls.
Kittintern?
Iron Ed, I also had the Oliver Twist thought.
And our own jet-black Hemingway cat awaits eagerly to see what happens next…
Oh, no! Is the kitten with too many toes a neighbour who got locked out? (I’m loving Puck live from a pile of blankets.)
… Elvis, Elvis, Elvis… If the robber mice hears of this, it’s needles for you!
A.) I can’t wait till Monday to see how the kitten will be rescued.
B.) I think you should hold a contest to name the new character..( unless you have a name in mind 😊)
C.) People are calling it a Polydactyl kitten but I don’t see any wings on the kitten.. Then I looked up the word on Google and learned a new word tonight 🙂
Alas, the kitten does already have a name, but maybe one day, that’s a good idea!
🙂 Glad to help..
OMG! PENGUIN IN PANEL 5!! 😱❤️
oh no to be continued.:( poor little kitty just wants in please.
love the sweaters and blankets.
Yay! You know Elvis will warm up to the kitten..I can’t wait…
In Elvis’ eschatology, the abyss is full of tiny mutant cats.
You realize, no?, that NO ONE, EVER, has put those particular words together in that particular order to give voice to that particular thought? And, by the way, thanks for refraining from the obvious “es-cat-ology” pun.
Oh please be a girl kitten … so adorable. Can’t wait for next report! Love love love it.
BEEBEE! Teeny BEEBEE!
WINTER HAS COME!!!
Yay, PolyDactyl Kitten! I’ve become the local “cat lady” of our street (or our part of it) in terms of feeding wandering cats when they come to the back of the house, and this past Autumn we were visited by a Polydactyl boy – only came by a few times, and obviously had a home (as to most if not all of our “visitors”), but he was the first extra-toed cat that I’d seen in person, and so holds a special space in my heart. I hope the kitten is as beautiful as our visitor!
He is just so cute I just want to hug him I can’t wait for part two and to find out what his name is?
Did you get a new cat?
I can’t say too much because I don’t want to spoil the story, but no we did not.
Just added a box of tissues to my grocery list for tomorrow. From the looks of today’s strip I’m going to need more. Love it!
The Old Cat in the Sea, Ernie, Poly, Sixykitten, Seisdedos (for our NG amigos), or Snowbird.
Aww!!!! A cute little kitten! Elvis will be SO angry!
Elvis’ reaction to a new cat should be interesting. Will he be aggressively poofy as with Tommy, Tabitha and Burt? Or will his ‘inner protector’ kick in toward a little kitten as it did with the new baby? I’ve love it if Uncle Elvis lets her get away with anything and everything! 🙂
Wait… in panel 4… what’s that in The Man’s lap with the Toddler? How many black kitties are in this pile of blankets?
That is Toddler’s toy Fuzzy Penguin! 🙂
It’s an end of the world marshmallow cocoa jamboree. Where is that zombie movie?
What’s on the People’s mugs? The Chili’s logo?
Haha!! And it’s two halves of a heart. 🙂
Is this the lost kitten that was in the pictures of the real reporters?
OMG! Georgia! How could you do this to us???? You LEFT A KITTEN IN THE SNOW! AAAAAA!!! I may never recover! Now I’ll have to wait ALL weekend to see what happens! That poor little thing! Oh Georgia!
Thankfully it is fuzzy blanket season. Love the marshmallow cocoa jamboree!
Those little ears in panel six 🙂
Hmm… a stray kitten.
i wonder if “the man” and “the woman” will adopt this one.
and if they do maybe the toddler will get to name him/her!
Like most humans, my cats have always grabbed things with their front extremities, using the rear extensions to kick and stand only. Therefore I differentiate: front paws (little cat hands) have fingers – back paws (little cat feet) have toes.
The newcomer has too many fingers. 🙂
I do hope this little sweetheart is found soon and doesn’t experience the freezing cold like Elsa, Lazarus, Ruby and Frosty did. Those babies nearly became kittensicles, using up 1 or 2 of their nine lives.
Oh that poor, poor little baby. Save him! Save him now!
Actually I think it’s a girl>
<3
So, the man got a haircut did he?
eeeeeeeeek! oh no! a snowbound household with a little lost kitten! I’m sure it will be brought in and warmed and snuggled and fed and Elvis will hate it.
Georgia, you have an abolute gift for hitting us right in the feels. Please don’t ever stop.
Who’s that on the frame where the whole family drinking cocoa mug between men and a baby?
If you mean between the man and the toddler, it’s the toddler’s stuffed penguin.
If you mean panel 5,
Puck is under the blanket..
One of the kids toys is with the man..
I call it a penguin
I first read this on Thursday right before falling asleep (as I’ve been sick), and immediately dreamed that the lost Polydactyl kitten was in my bedroom saying, “Ma’am? Ma’am?” My reply, of course, was to beckon the kitten over and say, “Come here, Polly. I need a little spoon.”
Is it possible to be too invested in Breaking Cat News? If so, I think I am.
Awwwww, I love that!!
LET THE POOR CAT IN ELOVOS THIS IS NOT A PRANK
Heh–you realize I’m going to spend the WHOLE WEEKEND worrying about a cartoon kitten?
Sorry I meant Elvis
I love a mashmellow world too. I had a mama cat that came to my house but I couldn’t get near her. So I made her a bed on the carport and left food for her. I named her Mama Lady. She rewarded me by giving me one of her kittens. Later she died but I think I did what I could do for her.
“I’m live in a pile of blankets, Elvis.” Genius, of course!
–Dave, hooked
It looks like Clementine with her too many toes and striped tail! 🙂 Yay polydactyl kitty!!
My dear, departed Madison was polydactyl. His mother was a show Persian who got out at the wrong time and met a stray cat. He was very intelligent, and sweet for the most part. When he was still a tiny kitten he was this huge puff of golden fur with a little flat face. He couldn’t handle grooming all his fur, so Malachi and Meriadoc, much to his chagrin, would pin him down and groom him. I wish I had some good pictures of his feet, because he really did have thumbs on his forepaws, and could grab things with them sometimes.