Wilbur, why don’t you consult with “Ask Wendy”? Oh yeah…never mind.
I can’t wait to see Estelle spending one-on-one quality time with Libby: Singing/yowling at the piano, getting takeout from all the local hotspots like Woody’s, Five Felines, Cat-astrophe Cafe….
Quality time for a cat: napping on the couch, napping on a lap, napping on top of (an old) desktop computer monitor. Get ready for excitement, Estelle!
Wilbur begins his campaign (as suggested by Estelle) to “woo Libby with kindness”.
Day 1: Wilbur enters the room and glances in Libby’s direction with a bland expression. Libby leaves the room.
Day 2: Wilbur looks at Libby with a rictus grin (meant to be friendly, but it’s Wilbur). Libby yawns and leaves the room.
Day 3: Wilbur presents Libby with a small Nerf cat toy. Libby fixes her ‘is that all you got?’ expression on her face, and exits.
Day 4: Wilbur tries again with a gift. He places a small toy mouse, stuffed with catnip, in front of Libby. She picks it up, sniffs deeply, and spends the rest of the day on Estelle’s pillow, embracing the mouse and, lounging in a catnip-atonic state.
Day 5: Estelle greets Wilbur at the door, sniffing eagerly. Wilbur places one of Mary’s smoked salmon appetizers on her (gold-rimmed) China dish. Libby does what a cat’s gotta do and gobbles it daintily down. Unfortunately....Libby is stricken by the Bella syndrome and passes out on the floor, legs sticking straight up in the air.
Wilbur springs (ha ha, I’d love to see Wilbur spring) into action and gives Libby mouth-to-muzzle resuscitation. Wilbur gags on Libby’s salmon breath; Libby gags on Wilbur’s mayonnaise breath before recovering consciousness. Estelle enters. “OH, MY GOD, WILBUR YOU PERVERT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY DARLING LIBBY? GET OUT AND NEVER COME BACK! COME TO MAMMA, PRECIOUS, THE MEAN MAN IS GONE FOREVER!” Libby smiles, and sticks her tongue out at the departing shambolic Wilbur. Victory is mine, thinketh the cat.
And Wilbur slinks down the hall to Mary’s flat, visions of tea and sympathy and sandwiches dancing before his woebegone eyes.
I don't think it's that she's choosing her cat over Wilbur. She's just ditching a toxic person. I'd dump anyone who angrily threatened to kill one of my pets. That's a massive red flag. A lot of abusive people will threaten harm to their partner's pets. It's not a quirk to be overlooked.
It's weird - Wilbur is one of the major characters in the strip and should be at least somewhat sympathetic, but he's become outright nasty. First, he dumped Iris for an obvious scammer and then he stalked Iris when she sensibly moved on. Then he went drunk driving, which is horrendously irresponsible. Then he humiliated Iris, and now he has picked a stupid fight with her cat and then threatened to kill the cat. That makes him more of an antagonist.
Tim - that made me laugh. When I used to pick up my elderly mother to take her out for lunch (she lived to be 105) I would tell her that if she kept shrinking, I'd have to buy her a car seat so she could see out the window.
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Once again, Wilbur exhibits that keen perception that sets him apart from your average table lamp.
-- Scottie McW.
Wilbur, why don’t you consult with “Ask Wendy”? Oh yeah…never mind.
I can’t wait to see Estelle spending one-on-one quality time with Libby: Singing/yowling at the piano, getting takeout from all the local hotspots like Woody’s, Five Felines, Cat-astrophe Cafe….
Someone as short and dumpy as Wilbur seems destined to be a dumpee.
I'm thinking that Estelle can't be a whole lot smarter than Wilbur. She obviously doesn't know why texting was invented.
HelenClark
Quality time for a cat: napping on the couch, napping on a lap, napping on top of (an old) desktop computer monitor. Get ready for excitement, Estelle!
Wilbur begins his campaign (as suggested by Estelle) to “woo Libby with kindness”.
Day 1: Wilbur enters the room and glances in Libby’s direction with a bland expression. Libby leaves the room.
Day 2: Wilbur looks at Libby with a rictus grin (meant to be friendly, but it’s Wilbur). Libby yawns and leaves the room.
Day 3: Wilbur presents Libby with a small Nerf cat toy. Libby fixes her ‘is that all you got?’ expression on her face, and exits.
Day 4: Wilbur tries again with a gift. He places a small toy mouse, stuffed with catnip, in front of Libby. She picks it up, sniffs deeply, and spends the rest of the day on Estelle’s pillow, embracing the mouse and, lounging in a catnip-atonic state.
Day 5: Estelle greets Wilbur at the door, sniffing eagerly. Wilbur places one of Mary’s smoked salmon appetizers on her (gold-rimmed) China dish. Libby does what a cat’s gotta do and gobbles it daintily down. Unfortunately....Libby is stricken by the Bella syndrome and passes out on the floor, legs sticking straight up in the air.
Wilbur springs (ha ha, I’d love to see Wilbur spring) into action and gives Libby mouth-to-muzzle resuscitation. Wilbur gags on Libby’s salmon breath; Libby gags on Wilbur’s mayonnaise breath before recovering consciousness. Estelle enters. “OH, MY GOD, WILBUR YOU PERVERT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY DARLING LIBBY? GET OUT AND NEVER COME BACK! COME TO MAMMA, PRECIOUS, THE MEAN MAN IS GONE FOREVER!” Libby smiles, and sticks her tongue out at the departing shambolic Wilbur. Victory is mine, thinketh the cat.
And Wilbur slinks down the hall to Mary’s flat, visions of tea and sympathy and sandwiches dancing before his woebegone eyes.
Beautiful Meg! Would love to see it happen.
Wilbur gets shorter with every storyline. Within three more storylines he'll be down to under four feet tall.
I don't think it's that she's choosing her cat over Wilbur. She's just ditching a toxic person. I'd dump anyone who angrily threatened to kill one of my pets. That's a massive red flag. A lot of abusive people will threaten harm to their partner's pets. It's not a quirk to be overlooked.
It's weird - Wilbur is one of the major characters in the strip and should be at least somewhat sympathetic, but he's become outright nasty. First, he dumped Iris for an obvious scammer and then he stalked Iris when she sensibly moved on. Then he went drunk driving, which is horrendously irresponsible. Then he humiliated Iris, and now he has picked a stupid fight with her cat and then threatened to kill the cat. That makes him more of an antagonist.
Tim - that made me laugh. When I used to pick up my elderly mother to take her out for lunch (she lived to be 105) I would tell her that if she kept shrinking, I'd have to buy her a car seat so she could see out the window.
HelenClark
“It’s not you Wilbur — it’s me. Me and my cat. Hating you.
THURSDAY
Libby is hiding in Estelle’s hair.
"Are you choosing a cat over me?" Oh hell yes. Every time.
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