So here’s the actual deal with the cat suddenly showing up in the photos.
I’ve long ago ran out of buffer so most of the comic pictures are getting taken on Tuesday or Thursday night. On Thursday night I generally also do a rough draft of the text, work on it a bit more on Friday night sometimes, and finalize in on Saturday morning. For the last couple of weeks I’ve been helping out a friend after my regular job, usually until 8 or so. When I get home, I generally go to bed. Because of this, EVERYTHING happened on Saturday morning this week.
The cat really is affectionate with the Paddy models. He sleeps in their laps, pets himself under their hands, and more than once has pawed at them to have them pick him up. The last few weeks I’ve just left Paddy on the Futon in the photos. As I was sitting there trying to take this weeks photos he suddenly jumped up and attacked my arm. Thinking he was just playing I went along until the teeth came out. Then he was tossed to the floor. The Cat then proceeded to lunge at my feet and legs. When I got up to kick him out of the room, he jumped up to the spot where I was sitting, curled up, and that was that. Somehow the Cat has it in his head that the futon is now his. We shall see how this pans out.
Patrick: Train or boat? Exactly how long have you been wandering around?
Paddy: I don’t know really
Cat: You may commence with the petting
Paddy: There actually weren’t no trains yet when I was a lad, Sure we had barrels though, and not these tasteless metal ones ya got nowadays
Cat: yes very good, this pleases me
Paddy: That’s how I ended up in this predicament actually
Patrick: You were aged in a barrel?
Paddy: No I was tryin’ to come up with a new way to ferment apples
Cat: NOW I SHALL DESTROY YOU!