"You have absolutely no experience with cats? You sound like the perfect person to foster Libby!"
Mary Worth, coping with a litter box. The mind boggles. She’ll probably delegate that chore to Mr. Allora.I hope Moy isn’t planning a storyline about Libby having kittens. Reputable no-kill shelters have all adult pets spayed or neutered before they’re adopted. They also have adopters of kittens and puppies sign an agreement to do the same. But Generic Animal Shelter doesn’t seem to operate by normal rules, and Moy has never been troubled by reality.
Oh, gosh, how could I forget? Happy Thanksgiving, Wanders and the entire Worthiverse family! I’m thankful for all of you.
So disappointed in today's strip! I was looking forward to seeing all the Charterstonians clustered around Mary's table, freeloading a meal. Especially Professor Chinbeard whom we haven seen since Uncle Joe retired. Bummer.Happy Thanksgiving to my fellow Worthians!
Happy Thanksgiving to Wanders, his lovely family, and all of my Worthiverse friends! I'm grateful for all of you and our congenial virtual community. Wanders, we owe you so much!It looks like Thanksgiving is MIA in Santa Royale this year - bummer. Like @Delilah, I was expecting characters whom we seldom (or never) see, like Dr. Jeff and Prof. Chinbeard, gazing at Mary'w salmon-stuffed turkey while Toby pours herself yet another glass of wine.Is Mary's "experience with dogs" a reference to Chester? That was a looonngg time ago. If she takes Libby, get ready for a week of shopping at The Pampered Pet (the sky's the limit) or Sprawl-Mart (if Mary wants to go the cheaper route).
That cat looks very much like a fox!
"Libby, there's a mouse over there eating out of your bowl. Sic 'em. Libby? Libby, what's the matter with you? Can't you see that filthy vermin? Oh...right." What KitKat said re Thanksgiving. Thank you all!
Happy Thanksgiving to Wanders and the Mary Worth and Me family!Delilah, Chinbeard was last seen when Wilbur made his karaoke debut. I don’t think we’ve seen Dr. Jeff in the JB era. Maybe he has shown up but I was too lazy to notice. At any rate, I too was hoping for a Thanksgiving with Myster Wynter and Greta at the head of the table.How does Animal Shelter lady know that Mary loves animals? To my knowledge, Mary has only had one animal, Chester the dog, and she didn’t seem too thrilled with him and he with her. This place should be reported to the authorities. They hand out animals to anyone that comes along. The shelter near my house has stringent requirements for fostering and adopting, unlike this place that hands over a special needs animal to a woman with sociopathic tendencies. Already Mary is thinking who she can dump this poor creature on. Once again KM shows us she has no idea how the world works.
Well, if Libby should die, then Old Man Wynter can console and patronize Mary until she gets a new pet.
Monday, November 23Keep your doors and windows closed, Mary. Libby is an indoor cat.
Libby saying "Let MEOW of here!"Even a partially blind cat can see this is a bad situation.
Mary: "You have to put your past behind you. You're not Libby anymore. From now on - I'm going to call you "Winky"!
“MEOW!” also means, “Hey, what about MY seatbelt, lady?!”
Libby may have only one eye, but she does have a monocle for it.
Libby crosses paths with Greta, and cat-dog hostility ensues, leading to even more hostile arguing between Mary and Saul. I'd pay to see that.-- Scottie McW.
Hate to say it, but I think I'd be able to draw a better looking cat than that if I were missing both eyes. Moy should have written that Mary would be fostering a miniature horse. June's good at drawing horsies.
The immortal Charles Schulz once tried to introduce a cat into Peanuts, and discovered, to his chagrin, that he “couldn’t draw cats”. Note to June: neither can you, dear.BTW, looking at cute cat pictures, memes, and videos is one of my not-so-guilty pleasures, and I’ve never seen a cat with a facial marking like that. @meg is right, it looks like a monocle.
Libby is the Charlie McCarthy of kitties (but hopefully she's no dummy).
I was thinking the same thing Meg. Libby looks like Mr. Peanut. I was also thinking that she looks like Pete the pup from the Little Rascals.I hope Mary went to Pampered Pet and got a litter box, litter and cat food. If not, she’ll be cleaning more than doorknobs.
Hilarious comments about Libby's monocle, everyone!Where did Mary get that carrier? It's the correct size for a guinea pig, not a cat. It's a wonder Libby can stand up, let alone walk. I'm hoping she walks into the bedroom, jumps on the pillows, and throws up a giant hairball.
"I hope we can be friends while you're here!"Were it not for her utter insincerity when saying that, I would mock Mary for the idea that she, or anyone else for that matter, can be friends with a cat. I love them, but cats are not friendly. Now, please excuse me while I go look for the barf one of my 'friends' left for me under the kitchen table at three in the morning today.
There used to be a Chester. What happened to Chester? Did he follow his tummy brain too close to the pool? Did he move to New York to make cakes, or worse, to sing show tunes? Did he take a cruise to Italy only to meet with an unfortunate incident at sea? Did he get ensnared into some sort of multi-tasking and self-improvement cult after a one-on-one yoga session with his history professor? Oh, no. Did Chester get too clingy and then get the "capisce" from Mary?RIP, Chester T. Dog. We hardy knew ye.
How many lives does this ridiculous storyline have?
I think June remembered many of us mentioning Stephen King's Pet Sematary not so long ago. I believe she's found the cat.
C’mon, Mary, just foist the cat off on Wilbur already. You know he’s a lonely needy guy. But that would mean weeks of strips about their adjusting to each other... Besides, that cat looks pretty sly. Next thing you know, she’ll be wearing an emerald collar. No, best just have Mary see a ‘missing’ poster and find ‘Libby’s’ real owner who lives nowhere near Charterstone. And Libby’s real name will be Tiger, just like the song by Survivor.
I agree with you, TimP, cats are not friendly. The only time my cat Ronnie is friends with me is when he wants something to eat and his time to make friends with me is usually five in the morning on a Saturday. The other two show their “friendship” by puking behind something for me to discover long after it’s dried or walking on it first thing in the morning.
meg, your hilarious reference to "Eye of the Tiger" sent me to YouTube for this gem... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btPJPFnesV4. I respectfully request it be added to the Charterstone Jukebox. I notice the keyboardist is wearing a pair of eyeglasses that might be of benefit to Libby, er, Tiger...
This is why I love Wanders and this group; the posts and comments are better than the strip itself. As observed, if Mary hasn’t stopped for a litter box and litter, things could be interesting very soon, and that’s saying a lot for this plot line.
Chester here: This does not bode well for the cat. I see a long secret trip to New Country Road and a burlap bag (no offense to all you great cat people out there, and I love cats!)Mary: Look cat, there is no "eye" in team. Now get off my couch!Cat: Ugh, salmon squares, uncooked!
Oh Mary! You'll break your hip!"Woman rescuing cat in North Highlands gets stuck in tree"https://www.sacbee.com/news/local/article222150020.html
Sunday: Mary spends a small fortune on beds, litter and cat dishes. Like a true cat, Libby parks her carcass in Mary's bed. Libby isn't long for this world. Wait until she starts sharpening her nails on Mary's couch. That's when Mary will be knocking on Wilbur's door with an early Christmas present.Also, who the heck puts a litter box n the kitchen????
It’s difficult to find a place for a litter box in a small apartment, but putting the box in the same space as the cat’s food isn’t a good idea. The one thing that Moy got right, though, is that a cat will almost never sleep in the nice cat bed you bought it. The people bed is always preferred. Cats do what they want to do, and even after a lifetime of having both cats and dogs, I still make mistakes. I bought my current kitty a fancy scratching post that she completely ignores in favor of a free, easily renewable Amazon box.
Mary "hasn't had any experience with cats before", and now the cat is sleeping on her bed rather than her brand new kitty bed. My bet is that Mary will be allergy sneezing within the next few days, and then cat decisions will have to be made.
She put the litter box in the kitchen? Where food is prepared?Ewwww...
Hey Mary, do you eat your dinner in your bathroom? Blech!
I hope Mary keeps this Col Klink cat. Whenever Mary starts a new meddle, I'm going to translate "Meow" as "Hogannnn!!"
Mary should do this. A friend said his sister did it. I think there are commercial products, too. Put the litter box next to the toilet. Then, slowly raise it up over time so the cat gets used to going a foot up off the floor. Then, move it on top in the toilet seat so it gets used to going in that spot. Then, take it away and it will go in the toilet!
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