This is a warning, with Christmas coming up. Cat poo is the new coal. You don’t want to find any at the bottom of your stocking.
Tag / Christmas
Gimme dat ding
Happy Boxing Day, everyone. Don’t forget, this is but the 2nd day of Christmas, and you don’t actually have to pack your tree away until January 5th. It always depresses me to be in America and watch Christmas be dismantled with an unseemly haste as soon as the big day is over.
Merry Christmas!
‘A Merry Christmas to all our readers’, as they say. May you have a great day, whether your with your families or with friends, and remember, Christmas is for all time, not just for Christmas. And may you recieve better presents than Smith and Jones did.
Unclean!
Obviously, Jones thinks her new bell makes her a social leper.
Bells
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This year’s cat and Christmas tree strip
One of the traditions of this comic is the annual cat-and-Christmas-tree strip. Here for your consideration is this year’s variation on the theme.
The Christmas decorations have gone up in Hastings, and you can tell that the trees in the town centre have been decorated by people who own cats. There are a lot of pubs in that neighborhood and the wildlife you find roaming around there at 2am can be rather alarming. There’s a lot of shouting, fighting and falling over that happens, and to a drunk the low hanging fruit of a garland of fairylights can be all too tempting. Therefore the decorations don’t start until halfway up the tree, well out of reach of curious paws.
Elf and safety
The Elf on the Shelf, a Christmas tradition stretching way back to about 2005, selling the idea of supernatural surveillance to those who are too young for full strength religion. It’s time to give the little sod a taste of his own medicine courtesy of The Cat That Stares at Stuff.
Going all Philip K Dick on your ass
One for all you comics philosophers out there: if only half a tree appears in a cartoon strip, does the rest of the tree actually exist? Is Smith’s home real or is it just set dressing that is assembled as required for each frame? By extension, how do we actually know the rest of the world beyond our vision is actually there, or is it a simulation assembled as required to give us the illusion of freedom? Happy Christmas.
I’d have some photos for you of Billy and Bella going bonkers in and around our Christmas Tree, but my camera’s run out of battery and I’ve left the charger in the States. (Assuming the States are really there, of course…) Bella’s favourite trick is to remove the tinsel while leaving all the ornaments undisturbed. That and playing with a particularly springy lower branch for hours on end.