By inclination; I haven’t had a pet since 1983. But both Cat E. Wampus and Cat R. Waul found me adequate as a host. I always knew Wampy and Wally would destroy the world with the same joy they destroyed glassware and every other thing they could…
But my dog Joe merely found malodorous things to roll in…
Murderous, yes. But I think the opposite is true of snack thievery.
In my experience the dog is the guilty party.
The cat couldn’t care less.
“I wasn’t going to eat that dry crap anyway.”
I don’t know about dry snackage, but my cat seemed awfully irritated that I wasn’t sharing my Easter dinner with her yesterday. And she hasn’t spoken to me since then.
I gather “Pyewacket” was the name of the cat in the movie, and “Pywacket” was the cat’s real name—Kim Novak’s cat, if it could be said that one truly owns a cat.
Then there’s the cheetah in the “second gate” reality: href=http://skin-horse.com/comic/tried-to/
It could be to do with intelligence (I don’t think Queen Elena’s cats are supposed to be especially bright), or it could be “rule of funny”.
“It’s a cat! Kill it! Kill it!”
” Babe, that’s the king of all cats. ”
“Your majesty, my apologies for my intemperate outburst.”. (aside to U.N.I.T.Y.) “We must assassinate the king posthaste, lest he begin to suspect our dark deeds.”
She’s responding to Sweetheart telling her to get serious.
I think perhaps the usage of Babe Control is leading you to think she’s not addressing Sweetheart directly, but she actually is.
She could instead be more direct and say “The missing arm makes controlling you harder”, but that would be less endearing. It’s like with certain married couples calling each other “hubbie” or “wife” or whatever.
That’s because dogs have lousy memories. They don’t remember that biting bees ends with painful stings on the tongue. They don’t remember that those black things with a white stripe down their tails are NOT cats, and you do NOT want to get on their bad side (i.e. their back side).
A dog’s principal instinct is to chase. They don’t care what it is. They just instinctively have to chase it. Reason and logic never even enters the picture.
Third panel: PERFECT! Her eyes, the sociopathic look of the cat, everything! And the rest is great, too!
“The sociopathic look of the cat?”
That’s “cool, suave look of the cat”, you obvious dog person.
By inclination; I haven’t had a pet since 1983. But both Cat E. Wampus and Cat R. Waul found me adequate as a host. I always knew Wampy and Wally would destroy the world with the same joy they destroyed glassware and every other thing they could…
But my dog Joe merely found malodorous things to roll in…
Any cat person (any honest cat person, that is) will tell you that cats are indeed sociopaths.
I think of them as adorable murderous little furballs.
What an excellent description!
“Mean kitty, bad kitty
Vicious ball of fur!
Fighty kitty, bitey kitty
Grr! Grr! Grr!”
Murderous, yes. But I think the opposite is true of snack thievery.
In my experience the dog is the guilty party.
The cat couldn’t care less.
“I wasn’t going to eat that dry crap anyway.”
I don’t know about dry snackage, but my cat seemed awfully irritated that I wasn’t sharing my Easter dinner with her yesterday. And she hasn’t spoken to me since then.
Of course they’re sociopaths, but they don’t look like it, that’s their secret.
I LOVE my little sociopathic murder furballs.
My cats are evil and I love them for it.
Love them for it, or love them in spite of it, either way. If you didn’t love them, you wouldn’t have chosen to serve them.
Pygar was tge witch’s cat familiar in Bell, Book and Candle, not a name likely to be chosen by a dog person.
I thought that was Pywacket.
Pygar was the Angel with No Memory in “Barbarella”… Dunno about any Pyewackets…
Yes, Gillian’s cat (in Bell, Book and Candle) was Pyewacket.
I gather “Pyewacket” was the name of the cat in the movie, and “Pywacket” was the cat’s real name—Kim Novak’s cat, if it could be said that one truly owns a cat.
Cats of Key West? “My name is Legion…for we are many.”
Geez, she didn’t feel that way about H. T….
She didn’t feel that way about Leo either.
It seems to be limited to the smaller, “house cat” varieties of felines.
Then there’s the cheetah in the “second gate” reality: href=http://skin-horse.com/comic/tried-to/
It could be to do with intelligence (I don’t think Queen Elena’s cats are supposed to be especially bright), or it could be “rule of funny”.
I’d go with “rule of funny”. The cheetah was a school teacher, was it not?
Could be based on whether they’re a big cat, which cheetah’s generally aren’t.
Now I’m wondering how he’ll react with The King of Cats.
*how she will react
“It’s a cat! Kill it! Kill it!”
” Babe, that’s the king of all cats. ”
“Your majesty, my apologies for my intemperate outburst.”. (aside to U.N.I.T.Y.) “We must assassinate the king posthaste, lest he begin to suspect our dark deeds.”
“King of Cats” = Krosp from ‘Girl Genius’ ?
That was my first thought, too.
“I am the Cat who walks by himself, and all places are alike to me.” —Rudyard Kipling.
Who is Unity saying, “You’re right” to? No one had said anything about the deficiencies of a charred arm.
I just assumed that was something Virginia said as they were fleeing from the burning laboratory.
She’s responding to Sweetheart telling her to get serious.
I think perhaps the usage of Babe Control is leading you to think she’s not addressing Sweetheart directly, but she actually is.
She could instead be more direct and say “The missing arm makes controlling you harder”, but that would be less endearing. It’s like with certain married couples calling each other “hubbie” or “wife” or whatever.
Yeah I assumed it was in some way a response to Sweetheart.
This is my dog with regard to birds and squirrels. And, unfortunately, skunks.
That’s because dogs have lousy memories. They don’t remember that biting bees ends with painful stings on the tongue. They don’t remember that those black things with a white stripe down their tails are NOT cats, and you do NOT want to get on their bad side (i.e. their back side).
A dog’s principal instinct is to chase. They don’t care what it is. They just instinctively have to chase it. Reason and logic never even enters the picture.
He doesn’t think it’s a cat. He thinks it’s a fancy squirrel. And that when it dances that means it wants to play.
I’d give a cat to you,
I’d do just that!
(Bo-bo-bo-boom!)
I’d give a cat to you
But I haven’t got a cat!
I’m just the Skin-Horse chief,
Living with that,
(Bo-bo-bo-boom!)
I’d give a cat to you,
But I haven’t got a cat!
(Bo bo-bo bo-bo bo-bo boom!)
I’ve got to guard our snacks,
You’ve got to see.
(Bo-bo-bo-boom!)
There might be an attack
From our pyromaniac—
We call her Unity.
I think they’re bad, you know,
I can’t say “Scat!”
(Bo-bo-bo-boom!)
I’d give a cat to you,
But I haven’t got a cat!
(Bo-bo-bo-bo-bo-bo-boom!)
—from “I Haven’t Got a Hat,” Buddy Bernier and Bob Emmerich, performed by Ham and Ex.