The cat then returned to his mortal body. He awoke slowly and with a fading daze. He again picked up the glass of whiskey that sat beside him and again looked at the picture of them together. He smiled, raised his glass and said “Here’s to number eight.”, and once again pulled the trigger.

This makes me a little sad. I lost my big orange boy a while back and miss him. I hope he still had lots of room on his punch card. ❤️❤️❤️

But how was life 5 punched?

If the cat is Spanish, he is done (7 lives)

Oof, I can feel this cartoonist’s struggle to communicate everything in one panel lol. Nicely done though.