Showing posts with label Cat flap. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cat flap. Show all posts

Saturday, 4 January 2014

In which Pooh goes visiting and gets into a tight place

Originally published 15 October 2010

Of course, in the original story by A A Milne, Pooh got stuck in the entrance to Rabbit’s house. Here we have a rabbit stuck in the entrance to Smith’s house.

Friday, 3 January 2014

Plumph!

Originally published 11 October 2010

Self explanatory, really, if you can follow the maths.

Thursday, 2 January 2014

Pow!

Originally published 6 October 2010

This is based on one of my sister’s cats. I forget which, it could well be her current cats, Tabitha and Timmy, but its hard to believe having seen them this Christmas. They’ve grown into loveable little metaphors for tertiary phase capitalism - they’re not just fat cats, they’re spherical! But in the old days they were big old rangy cats and this was how they used to deal with the cat flap in her rear door. You’d hear a crash through the door and then a scrabble of paws as the cat involved desperately tried to decelerate before hitting the far wall.

Wednesday, 1 January 2014

How come the cats get all the flaps?*

Originally published 6 October 2010

Happy New Year!

I won’t say much. We’ve probably both got serious headaches! Talk you you tomorrow, she we can both focus properly on the screen…

*A routine by Lenny Henry. See here

Tuesday, 31 December 2013

Miaow!

Originally published 4 October 2010

Happy Hogmanay!

This was the strip that launched the cat flap. We won’t get to see the entire cat flap saga here, before the strip starts up again, but take a look at GoComics and scroll back to 4 October to read the entire story in the right order

Wednesday, 12 January 2011

Always pause at the threshold *

* I think this poem title by Paul Gallico (yes, the Poseidon Adventure guy) inspired today's strip. I don't remember the rest of the poem, I just remember the title. I found a copy of the book, 'Honorable Cat', that this came from in one of Tunbridge Wells' many second hand book shops, popped out again to find an ATM and by the time I returned it was gone. Pah! But it inspired this strip so it wasn't a totally wasted lunch break.