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Wednesday Word—Dogs

Beagle photo is public domain.

Look carefully at this stunning face. Do I look like a dog? Gasp! Sputter! TW has been called a dog and that’s understandable. But, apparently, several pet food companies have mistaken this face for a dog.

Writing a Wrong

A couple of weeks ago, Ann from Pawsitively Pets invited me to join a virtual blog tour where bloggers share their writing processes and techniques. In a weak moment, we agreed and were supposed to have fulfilled our side of the bargain a few weeks ago.

I like Ann’s blog cos she has these cool rats for pets. OK, she also has a woofie—a pit bull woofie, Shiner, who I don’t want any trouble with if you know what I mean. I still got my street smarts and know who and who not to do battle with. I also like that she was a vet tech and provides some inneresting info although sometimes it can be a bit deep for me. Usually, I understand those posts better than TW. Yep, I like Ann but I kinda wish that she’d let me win one of her giveaways.

Wet and Wild

HH Gutt is all wet! Did you see the drivel he posted on The Maaaa of Pricilla yesterday. Sheesh! And some people even believed him. Gasp! Me? An oppressor? I’d like to (o)press my fist into his smug face.

His cronies are all wet too! Wet is this week’s PhotoHunt theme, as if you couldn’t guess.

Pillow Talk

As an only cat who blogs, I am extremely fortunate. I’ve won many giveaways on other blogs and on Twitter. I’ve won food, treats, toys, beds, etc. and I appreciate everything I win. Sometimes I win so much, we have to donate it to the shelter cats. Back in June, I entered a giveaway on Cat Chat With Caren and Cody for a custom pillow from Custom Body Pillows. I’ve got to say this is by far the most amazing prize I’ve ever won.

Wednesday Word—Protest

Biggify to read signs.

Why are these stuffies protesting? What can they possibly have to complain about?

Shine On Brightly

Singing the old Procol Harum song for the Shine On Award.

Blog posts sometimes write themselves. I was trying to decide what to write about so I thank the Lone Star Cats for nominating me for the Shine On Award and giving me a blog post. I’ve lost track of what awards I’ve received but I think this might be my first time for this one.

Sheer Genius

If this tissue paper was SHEER, I’d be able to participate in the PhotoHunt.
But it’s not. Their loss.

It’s Caturday and that means I’m participating in Athena and Marie’s Caturday Art Blog Hop. Click the link to see the other bloggers taking part. It’s a good time for all.

Flashback Friday—Snapshots in Time

Faith E. Girl aka Faith Edward Girl was TW’s first real four-legged pet. The family had gold fish but they never had a cat before Faith. Here are some facts about Faith.

Wednesday Word—Speechless

TW thought she was cutting edge when she made me pose for this photo shoot. I can’t read so I didn’t know what I was getting myself into. Let’s just say today’s photo left me speechless. To protect the innocent, we’ve changed the message on the shirt for this lead photo. At the end of the post, you’ll get to see the photo that I need a caption for.

BtC4A—Dateline, Newark, NJ

I don’t look happy, do I?

Lately, I’ve been reading too many online posts about cats and kittens found alive in dumpsters. While these stories are hard to read and harder to comprehend, I’m going to report today on an atrocity that happened practically in my own backyard. Newark, NJ, isn’t that far from my little condo. All photos below are used by permission of Associated Humane Societies, Newark Branch.

Sixty Birthday Fishes

Happy Birthday TW
You haven’t a clue
Why I bite you and scratch you
But I sleep with you too.

No Rest For the Weary

Another long week at the condo. TW had to get up early two mornings in a row which disturbed my beauty rest. I can see I’m not going to get much Rest between the stuffies and the pawparazzi. What’s a stunning cat to do?

Pampering Your Pet the #SomaPet Way

Photo of CK at the spa ©Glogirly for use on this blog.

As you might have already guessed, CK is a cat who takes a great deal of pride in her looks. They don’t call me The World’s Most Stunning Cat for nothing. Part of looking good is feeling good so I try to eat healthy and work out whenever I can. I go to the gym and the spa religiously. When SomaPet invited me to be part of their campaign, I jumped at the opportunity. As an almost 10-year old feline, I’m proud to say I don’t look, feel or act my age.

Wednesday Word—Fearless

A Week To Forget

Many of my furrends were complaining about the loud July 4th fireworks displays. They were scary I’m sure but at least they weren’t in your safe place—your home. Last week was a very trying week for The Cat as I had constant noise right outside my apartment door.

Basking in the Big Orange Rock’s Glow

The other night was unusual. I wasn’t in bed waiting for TW when she turned out the big light. I was on the window sill trying to find moths. Then I jumped up on the armoire where that big orange rock that I’ve mentioned before keeps watch over the room. Apparently, the pawpawrazzi thought this would be a great time for a photo shoot cos the little flashy box reared its ugly head. This time, the flash was turned off to capture the glow emitting from the rock.

Stunning Fireworks on Independence Day

I’m celebrating July 4th with my red, white and blue smousy toys. Independence Day means many things to different people/species. As a holiday, citizens in the U.S. of A. celebrate our independence from the British.

Independence Day for me came on January 29, 2006, the day I declared my freedom from the little shelter in Hillsborough, NJ. It’s more commonly known as a Gotcha Day but once we leave their buildings, we also leave behind the confinement, the cages and the sorrow. We enter our new furever homes as rulers of our castles. We become the bosses and the humans best obey us. I purray between now and next July 4th, every shelter cat can celebrate their independence and leave their cages behind.

Wednesday Word—Over-Stimulated

Don’t tell a soul but some Woman is looking to get BIT and bit hard!

Just wait until I’m finished playing. See how over-stimulated I’m getting? I’m up on two paws. This doesn’t bode well for either of my peeps. But that will have to wait; I have a rubber string to attack first.