I’d like to take this opportunity to thank everybuddy for the outpouring of love I received for my last post. In our complex, carbon monoxide has been an ongoing problem. They think they’ve solved it in one building; and, hopefully, our problem is resolved as well. I’m gonna keep my paws crossed especially since we’re expecting a “significant snow event” starting Wednesday night.
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| I’m gonna tell you something that might save your life. |
Let me preface this Whole Pets® review by revealing that I am not only the World’s Most Stunning Cat but also the World’s Fussiest Eater. I won’t eat my food if it’s given at the wrong time or in the wrong dish. Let me also say kitty don’t play all this hippy-dippy grain-free food loaded with vegetables and sweet potatoes. OK, so I will eat cranberry.
When I was in jail before the peeps paid my bail money, I was fed nothing but kibble. The peeps were instructed what to feed me: a quarter cup of kibble twice a day. The peeps didn’t listen cos they don’t like me eating kibble. They give me around 10 pieces every night cos they say wet food is healthier. I still prefer kibble.
I can’t say it enough—I had a great Christmas! I got so many pawsome things; one better than the next.
When TW got up, she put Pop’s gifts under the tree. I scaled the gifts like Mount Everest. Woohoo! Note: I think that top box was empty and that’s why it’s caving in.
When TW got up, she put Pop’s gifts under the tree. I scaled the gifts like Mount Everest. Woohoo! Note: I think that top box was empty and that’s why it’s caving in.
Today is the day we’ve all been waiting for. We get to open our prezzies and maybe undecorate the tree. The Christmas (Fancy) Feast will soon be eaten and you'll be getting your EZ on.
The grinch known as TW relented and let me open some of the presents in my Secret Paws' package. The package came from the Random Felines. This was our first year doing Secret Paws so when I got a box from the same cats I sent my prezzies to, I thought that’s how it worked. Thanks so much Maestro, Tim, Tom, Mozart, Ivy, Spud, Junior and Mom Jeanne! Too bad Junior couldn’t come along. Heh heh.
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| Half this cookie is missing but we don’t have a dog. WTH? |
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| Can I reach my Secret Paws gift from here? |
The peeps finally blinged up Doug E. Fir last Saturday. Thought you’d like to see it. We didn’t take many pics this year.
HH Gutt: I bet you can’t climb to the top of the tree, CK. I will stand look-out for you.
CK: You’re on! Gonna wait until the peeps are all nestled; all snug in their beds …
HH Gutt: I bet you can’t climb to the top of the tree, CK. I will stand look-out for you.
CK: You’re on! Gonna wait until the peeps are all nestled; all snug in their beds …
Back in September, I won a Glogirly contest. The only Glogirly contest I’ve ever won. The prize wasn’t for me; it was for my Uncle Vince. He collects Star Wars memorabilia. I knew he wouldn’t have this. I so wanted to win it for him because he and Aunt Marta do so much for my peeps. How much does Uncle Vince love Star Wars? He had a Yoda ice sculpture at his wedding reception although I’m certainly a more stunning Yoda.
Getting my EZ on atop of the blankie that TW wishes to put in the wash. The peeps finally put some bling on Doug E. Fir today. I
Love is just a four legged word. This slogan for the new line of Whole Foods pet line has to be my favorite slogan EVER! When I heard about this new line, I couldn’t wait to taste it. Fortunately, they sent me an entire box to taste test!
TW loves Whole Foods. She used to work about 8 blocks from the one in Chelsea and would spend at least one lunch hour a week shopping there. I’d watch as she unloaded her reusable shopping sacks.
TW loves Whole Foods. She used to work about 8 blocks from the one in Chelsea and would spend at least one lunch hour a week shopping there. I’d watch as she unloaded her reusable shopping sacks.
Fur! The well-dressed cat is wearing fur, unless you’re one of the those Cornish Rex or Sphinx cats. I’m also wearing a very trendy feather boa over my stylish gray and white furry tuxedo. It’s all about accessorizing.
Prof. Keisha: This morning I have a fun lesson planned for you. We are going to learn about Humans, how they interact with cats and their many misconceptions about us. Royal Canin did a survey and found that many cat owners are stereotyping us. For those students who may not know, Royal Canin was founded by a veterinarian in 1968 so they have more than 40 years of experience in delivering individualized nutritional solutions. Questions? Nicky, you go first.
Nicky: Are we going to get to nom some Royal Canin cat food?
Nicky: Are we going to get to nom some Royal Canin cat food?
The photo above was taken back in the day when I used to jump up on the shelves to get closer looks at the decorations. These days, I don’t waste my time. I’d rather bite the peeps than knock over the display any day. My furrends are welcome to do honors. Just watch out for the snow globes cos they’re extremely toxic to cats.
This week’s PhotoHunt theme is Creativity. If you look in the dictionary under creativity, it will say “something TW doesn’t have.” Enter my Pop. Click on the collages to biggify.
At first I wasn’t gonna post today but then I noticed the Mega Millions jackpot was up to $291 million. NO ONE needs that kind of money. So why am I encouraging all my U.S. furrends to talk their peeps into buying tickets?
The Cat does most of her best thinking when she lying on one of her blankies, surrounded by toys. My kitty mind lights up with imagination and creativity. Last night I came up with some limericks. I hope you like them.
I want my calendar to be the first Christmas decoration hanging on your wall so I made it extra special. For your convenience I added the special #Nipclub pawties that I’ll be DJing. Don’t forget #Nipclub every Thursday night. I DJ from 8-9 pm. On Catmas Eve, I’ll be handling the 9-10 pm shift so the peeps can go out car—ha ha ha, I don’t think I can type this—carolling. HAH! They’re not actually going carolling but it would be funny if they were. The thought of this slays me! Catmas Eve, hosted by @GeorgetheDuck, is a charity event with donations going to Black Cat Rescue, the December #Nipclub charity. Click on the calendar to biggify and print out.
Let me take this opportunity to apologize for yesterday’s post. I shouldn’t have showed TW cos I scared many readers off. This kitteh has learned her lesson. I hope you can get that image out of your head.
Let me take this opportunity to apologize for yesterday’s post. I shouldn’t have showed TW cos I scared many readers off. This kitteh has learned her lesson. I hope you can get that image out of your head.
I’ve got Game. I know I didn’t have to tell you that. Game is this week’s Saturday PhotoHunt theme. I’m a whiz with a b-ball. I was axed to join the Harlem Globetrotters but I had to decline. I’m that good. I also had to turn down a basketball scholarship at Syracuse. Orange isn’t my best color.
Every cat’s humans do stupid things once in a while but my peeps are the Champs. This year wasn’t nearly as bad as the year that they had two raw turkey
Even though I’ve traded my pilgrim hat for a Santa hat, I have much to be thankful for. Today I’m thankful for my blogging, Twitter and Facebook furrends. I’m thankful that you keep reading my blog even though I don’t have cool giveaways and TW slacks off on letting me visit you. I’m thankful that I’m not still in a shelter like I was in 2005 when TW didn’t think she was ready for another cat, even though she knew I was waiting for a home. I give thanks that my peeps provide hilarious material for my blog even though they haven’t provided much recently. I’m thankful that I’m keeping it real and the peeps still haven’t kicked me out.
On Monday, I axed what had captured my attention. Only now can I reveal the answer to the Monday Mystery.
The unveiling of the 2013 3-1/2 lb chocolate turkey! ♫ TA-DAAAA! ♫ The vast majority of you guessed a turkey but no one guessed a CHOCOLATE turkey. MOL!
The unveiling of the 2013 3-1/2 lb chocolate turkey! ♫ TA-DAAAA! ♫ The vast majority of you guessed a turkey but no one guessed a CHOCOLATE turkey. MOL!
TW: Come out from UNDER the bed, CK.
CK: Make me!
TW: You've got to come out now!
CK: Why?
What's the OVER/UNDER on whether or not I listen to her?
This is going to be a series that I'll visit from time to time. This is sign #1 that you just may be a ghetto kitteh like me.
You know you're a ghetto cat when you have wand toys of all different lengths, brands, shapes and textures …
You know you're a ghetto cat when you have wand toys of all different lengths, brands, shapes and textures …
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| Count along with me. |
Plush CK met Plush Savannah of Savannah Paw Tracks at Blogpaws. The conference cramped my style but Savvy did a great job of keeping me company—and out of trouble. Listen to a bit of our convo.
Well, it isn't a Tuxie Tuesday, but you get the drift. And, yes, there were plenty of unattended purses lying around.
Well, it isn't a Tuxie Tuesday, but you get the drift. And, yes, there were plenty of unattended purses lying around.
What, you may ax, can be better than one stunning tuxie? Why two, of course!
Even though the weather has been getting colder, I am warm and cozy in my "mauve" thing aka my cat bed. (I know it's blue but don't tell my peeps.)
TW hasn't been doing her job and helping me post or visit lately. In lieu of a real post, we're participating in the Saturday PhotoHunt, even though TW knows nothing about the theme: NEAT!
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| Living room, circa 2007. It's a regular ad for Condo Beautiful magazine. |
I'm here to accept the Mouses Award, which Nerissa invented to celebrate his second blogoversary, from Spitty. I thank both King Spitty and Nerissa for this bright and colorful award. Because I'm so generous, I'm going to pass it off to a few other bloggers at the end of this post.
Talk about a SALE, remember this pic? TW actually paid only sixty cents for a case of Fancy Feast in PetSmart. Because she bought some other things, she never noticed the bargain until she got home. I'm sure she would've told them. NOT!
I wrote a post in August about the peeps buying a new
This is the 3rd year I've Blogged 4 Peace. Blog Blast 4 Peace was founded by Mimi Lenox 9 years ago. We're not a particularly creative family compared to all the other Peace Globes we've seen through the years; however we've been a family of peace activists so this is a blog near and dear to our hearts and souls.
This year TW thought it would be fun to showcase some of her old peace buttons on this year's peace globe. There were plenty more where these came from but they got lost in the move or they fell apart years ago. We couldn't think of anything to top our animated one from last year.
This year TW thought it would be fun to showcase some of her old peace buttons on this year's peace globe. There were plenty more where these came from but they got lost in the move or they fell apart years ago. We couldn't think of anything to top our animated one from last year.
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| It was a long day for The Cat. |
As I wait for Trick or Treaters, I've got my Halloween on!
Hope I didn't scare you. Bwa ha ha!
Hope I didn't scare you. Bwa ha ha!
Today I'm doing an olio of topics. TW's head is all over the place. I've been rolling it around and dribbling it like a b-ball.
The first order of business is that Sammy of onespoiledcat is having a costume contest. I know many of you are also entered. Everybuddy knows how competitive this little ghetto kitteh is. I'm in it to win it. I could sure use some votes. Please vote for my Stunning CleoCATra Rising From the Pumpkin Patch costume and I just might pick one of you to share my prize. Just swear on the Good Book—no, I don't mean Homer's Odyssey—that you voted for me to enter.
The first order of business is that Sammy of onespoiledcat is having a costume contest. I know many of you are also entered. Everybuddy knows how competitive this little ghetto kitteh is. I'm in it to win it. I could sure use some votes. Please vote for my Stunning CleoCATra Rising From the Pumpkin Patch costume and I just might pick one of you to share my prize. Just swear on the Good Book—no, I don't mean Homer's Odyssey—that you voted for me to enter.
CK here. This is a very exciting post for me. It's about our friends at Royal Canin, whose representatives will be visiting NY area stores with free samples of their product. At the end of the post, I'll give everbuddy a chance to win Royal Canin cat food.In the hood, where I come from, they didn't have good food like Royal Canin. I had to live off anything I found on the streets. I didn't know about pet nutrition; I only knew survival. That could be disastrous to your health if you have to live like that for any length of time. Fortunately, if you're reading this, you have a forever home with a staff looking to spoil you and your fursibs. Meow to them about what you're about to learn from Professor Keisha. Even though Royal Canin makes many different formulas, depending on factors such as your cat's breed, age, whether they're spending all their time indoors, as well as special health concerns, I'm going to talk specifically about Indoor Adult 27, Indoor Light, Indoor Intense hairball, Special and Kitten formulas. More specifically, you'll learn how they pertain to your feline's health.
Pay attention to the blackboard and I'll explain the features that makes these Royal Canin formulas so unique.
The Halloween decorations are up. The peeps go all out cos Pop's birthday is on Halloween. TW thought it would be funny to have me pose with this scarecrow since I was snoopervising. How did that turn out for you, Woman? This is the only good shot she got cos she caught me off-guard. You can see one of the outtakes on Facebook.
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| I'm surrounded by litter for this little story. |
Question: How many humans does it take to empty a litter box? (Answer the end of the post.)
This is a scary seasonal movie about 'Tocktober. I was sound asleep when suddenly I heard this shaky, other-worldly voice coming from up near the ceiling. The voice said she was a witch and was sent by one of my political enemies to put a hex on me. She said I'd forever be a cat with two tocks and two tails. BWAA HAA HAA!
Guess what? Since TW doesn't have any other ideas for a post (and she doesn't like my suggestions), we decided to give the Saturday Photo Hunt one last chance. Slacker that she is, TW said she wasn't gonna put a lot of work into making a photo. After all, photo hunt usually means hunting for a photo already in your archive. It didn't take me long to find one.
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| Why wasn't this is my dish? |
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| It's all good unless The Woman who launches the rockets & feeds me is furloughed. |
The government shutdown is ticking off a lot of humans, who are pointing fingers at each other. In case they haven't noticed, it's also affecting other species, Our favorite shelter, A Call 4 Paws, had a few links on their FB page to the ASCPA blog, which gave a short list. I'll summarize what I learned so I'm not just regurgitating what they wrote.
It's a big night at La Condo Keisha and I'd like to welcome everybuddy to another Awards Show. Many of my furrends have collected lots of awards but I think this is gonna be my lucky night. They've seated me in the front next to all the big blog stars. There's Sparkle and Glogirly's Katie and my BFGF Savannah. *waves and blows kisses*
Admit it. Every week, these Saturday PhotoHunt themes get stupider and more bizarre—one cat's opinion. That, coupled with the fact that my readership suffers every Saturday, is why this will be my last one. How many Plants—this week's not stupid theme—can you find in the following photo?
That said, I've found 7 and I'm not counting the tree outside the window. Give up? There's a nip Plant that's Planted on the Tree of Pain, a Basil Plant Planted on the window ledge, I'm Planted on the Tree of Pain holding a photo of Robert Plant and Led Zeppelin. I'm also doing a face Plant into the nip. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Lemme tell you a story that's sad but true. Our computer has been running a tad slow lately and PhotoShop has been doing some funny stuff. TW took matters into her own smelly, inept hands and managed to lock us out of our own Mac. She said "Who knew we weren't the administrators of our computer." I knew! After she futzed around a bit and changed a few settings, Pop said "I better be able to get into the computer tomorrow morning." TW said, "It's fine." Then she restarted it to prove her point. Oopsy. All we got was the dreaded blue screen. Nothing going on here. That's not my definition of fine. I have to admire Pop cos he didn't strangle her; in fact, he hardly yelled at her. Maybe he knew how terrible she felt. I still think a beat down was in order.
This photo is a collectors' item cos I'm sure by now you know that I don't drink water. OK, I've used my fountain 3-4 times this summer but I don't make a habit of it. This is a very old photo of me drinking H2O out of a Princess bowl from Nip and Bones.
TW doesn't drink water either. To encourage herself to drink water, she buys cases of bottled water. I find those cases serve many purposes.
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| Why am I posing with 4 cans of cat food? Ax TW. I should be eating it. |
RINGGGGG! RINGGG!
CK: Answer the phone, Woman.
TW: Hello? (She always answers the phone like she's axing a question.)
Rick: Your cat has a small package.
Laughter at both ends, as if there's something funny about me having a small package. I'm a small cat! Good things come in small packages. I mean, am I the only cat in the complex who gets packages? How sad for the others.
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