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Wednesday Word—Salmon

They actually put the Christmas tablecloth on this year!

Yesterday, I mentioned on Facebook that I had tried something new. I usually beg at the human’s table but rarely show an innerest in what they’re eating cos it rarely contains meat or anything I like. For Christmas Eve, Pop decided on the spur of the moment to make a Salmon Loaf.

After it came out of the oven, TW gave me a small piece and I walked away in disgust. I thought they were having something nommy like Chinese food. Have I mentioned that I LOVE Chinese food but TW doesn’t want to give me any. It seems Maxwell, Faraday and Allie’s Mom wrote an article about cats and onion and since then I haven’t been permitted any of my favorite foods.

Secret Paws: The Secret is Out!

What do you think? There allegedly was a bite involved but TW screwed up the video evidence.
She has no proof.

For the second year, I signed up for the Secret Paws, hoping one of my furrends would get me. When my package arrived a few weeks ago, I didn’t recognize the name on the package so I did some investigative snooping. I learned that the sender has a blog named A House With Two Cats. Unfortunately, her beloved Rosie had just gone to the RB so William is living there as an only cat. Let me tell you, William and their Mom know how to make a cat happy.

Smooth Attack Cat in Action!

Today’s PhotoHunt challenge is Smooth. With all the hustle and bustle of the holiday season, I couldn’t really concentrate on this theme. I settled on how Smooth Pop’s hand is; a perfect target to be attacked. I started Christmas morning by attacking Pop’s smooth hand as he foolishly got between my and my nip truffles. I’ll be reviewing them in the coming weeks. They were very smooth indeed.

Final Foto Frenzy of 2014


We’ll soon be saying goodbye to the Christmas tree. This one looks healthy cos it was taken the day the peeps brought Fraser Sr. home. Welcome to the final 2014 Foto Frenzy! Appropriately enough, this is the end of round two. I have 11 ready for the third round. Pop picked some too. One of them was #2015. TW cropped it because there was a box with our address that she didn’t feel like cloning over. And, well, since she did that, she also decided to auto color it to get rid of the yellow from the lights.

Merry Christmas Everybuddy!

I’ve shown you my past Christmas cards so now I can reveal the 2014 Christmas card. Unfortunately, I just had a few–40 to be exact—so I couldn’t send them to everyone. I also have a bunch of Twitter furrends who I’ve been exchanging cards with for years. I did send my ecards to everybuddy on the CB list. Anyone who got a snail mail card received an extra special gift; a piece of myself. I enclosed a clump of my furs with every card. Hopefully no one threw the furs out with the envelope. I like to let my furrends actually smell me and get me know me. That’s how I roll. All my furrends in the U.S. got special CK stamps too.

Wednesday Word–Grampa

Grampa had a wicked sense of humor. He called all the male children in the 'hood “Charlie” cos he couldn’t remember their real names. The kids loved him so they’d go home and tell their Mom that their name was Charlie, not what she was calling him.

Because this is Christmas Eve, I’d like to share a Christmas story TW told me about about Gramps and one of the cats that came before me.

Who is Christmas Carol?

Yo! Welcome to another holiday edition of Stunning Keisha. Today I ax an important question that’s been on everybuddy’s mind. Who is Christmas Carol? This Carol chick seems to be everywhere. Every time I hear one of these “Carols,” I hear new and confusing names who may or may not be her friends.

Honing My Craft

I had to think long and hard about this week's PhotoHunt challenge. It was so challenging that the lady who runs the hunt couldn’t get it right. She jumped straight to January’s words. MOL! She’s a crafty one!

This certainly was a tough one for a blogging cat but I refuse to back down! Even though Aunt Pauline bought me that adorable hand-crafted ornament the other day, I’m not going to repost it so soon. We have lots of artsy-craftsy stuff in the condo—too much in fact—but nothing I’d permit shown on this blog.

My craft is as a deejay and it’s something I do well. I’d naturally be posed by a turntable. My next gig is the 9th Annual #CatmasEve pawty hosted by the HotMBC cats and @GeorgeTheDuck to benefit Black Cat Rescue. I’m working the 9-10 pm EST shift so TW better make sure all my tunes are ready to play. You can RSVP here and be eligible to win an Amazon gift card. It’s a great idea so that no one has to be alone on Catmas Eve. All religions are welcome.

What Goes on In Pop’s Bed …

What Goes on In Pop’s Bed …

What goes on in Pop’s bed obviously doesn’t stay in Pop’s bed thanks to the flashy box. Welcome to another Foto Frenzy! This one takes place—as if you couldn’t guess—on Pop’s bed and it stars ME. Surely you weren’t expecting something raunchy and norty, were you? Speaking of norty, I only have enough requests to do another week of these, so if you want to keep seeing unexitedcotos unedited fotos that otherwise wouldn’t make this blog for various reasons, you need to act now. Just pick a number between 1 and 4582 and tell me in your comment. I’ll even give your blog a plug! Some fotos are norty and some even show TW! Even if you’ve already picked, you’re eligible to pick again. How cool is that.

Wednesday Word—Gratitude

This is a Thankful Thursday post on Wednesday. No, Woman, I’m not thankful that you went out yesterday at 11 a.m. and didn’t return until 4:30. I’m not at all thankful that I didn’t get lunch and my dinner was 30 minutes late. Let me tell you what I’m thankful for.

Tale of the Turncoat Redux

You did what, Woman? You cheated on me?

Due to the fact that TW has been catching up on housework and wrapping our Secret Paws package this weekend cos she was writing cards all last week, I decided to throw her a bone. I’m rerunning an old post from August 27, 2010 that didn’t get many hits or comments. I think it’s a good one with lots of funny lines. This is a story of heartbreak (mine), intrigue (yours) and violence (to TW). I added some new photos to get your attention even though Blogger is giving me a hard time adding them. Kick your shoes off and enjoy.

Beauty is in the Eye of You

This is from the same photo shoot as the picture in the header.

I have no idea why it took TW almost an hour to find the perfect picture of me for this week’s PhotoHunt challenge “Beauty.” Oh yeah, she had to find one in focus. All photos of yours truly are pictures of Beauty, Grace, Elegance and Stunningness. Don’t you agree?

The Gift of Giving. Here’s Comes Santa Kitty

The Friday Foto Frenzy is being preempted for something way more important. It will return next week—same cat time, same cat channel. In November, a bunch of blogging cats got together to decide what to do for fellow kittehs for the holidays. We’d heard unofficial official rumors that the elves weren’t prepared to do the annual Santa Paws Drive for homeless and shelter kitties which turned out to be false. A plan was devised. Summer at got things rolling. Her human designed the above badge and shared our plan on her blog.

Wednesday Word—Watching #MyPetLovesLG4KTV

This post is sponsored by LG 4K TV and the BlogPaws Professional Pet Blogger Network. I am being compensated for helping to share the funny cat and dog video and awesome giveaway, but Stunning Keisha only shares information I feel is relevant to my readers. LG is not responsible for the content of this article.

This is a very special Wednesday post and I hope you’ll stick with me cos I’m gonna give you a chance to view a funny video of cats and dogs watching tv and then give you a chance to win a tv. Yes, you read right. This little ghetto cat is gonna be giving away a tv—a brand new LG 4k tv not one that’s fallen off a truck. Note to LG: please ship the tv to my address.

Sunday, Bloody Sunday

What a week! TW was busy and I still have a turkey hangover. Can you believe she was designing NEXT year’s Christmas cards? As if she’ll remember she did it. I started getting ecards but haven’t sent mine cos they’re the same as my snail mail cards and I want to get those out first. Maybe I’ll just design new ones for email.

Friday night I had uncontrollable zoomies. I ran through the house so many times at such a high speed that I was left panting. Then I had a 3 a.m. hockey game with all three of my rattle balls that lasted about 30 minutes. Of course, I won.

Nothing though prepared me for what happened Sunday. The peeps got up before breakfast and left me all alone. At least they fed me Weruva before they left so my belly was full. It was after 2:30 when I heard TW’s key in the lock. I rushed to greet her at the door and THIS is the sight that greeted me.

Quién Es Más Precious?

I guess it’s no secret who’s the most Precious of them all. *smiles & winks* Precious is this weeks PhotoHunt challenge. Precious is a word that was meant for ME. Nothing in this condo could be more Precious than Moi.

Deck the Hall With Laser Eyes

It’s Foto Frenzy time so let’s get right into it without further do-do.  Spitty, the Florida Furkids and Moosey all chose fotos of me in the hall. In fact, they’re all pretty similar. Of course, they had no idea they were choosing these fotos since they just picked a random number.


#1224 was selected by King Spitty. I hope that’s not the year his human was born. HAH! Sorry, Spitty’s Human. Here I am once again glowering at TW in her bedroom. Hey Woman! Get out here and play with me now or I’m coming in after you!

Wednesday Word—Drugged

I’m gonna tell you a true story you won’t believe!

The night started out like any other. TW went to bed about 1 a.m. while I sat in the foyer singing the song of my people. Finally, I came to bed. *sniff sniff* Hmmmm, I smell something familiar. Something sweet. *sniff sniff*

I jumped on the linen chest and stared at TW. Then I saw it.

My Personal Space

No, you may NOT touch me!

I’m gonna take a poll: how many of you like your personal space invaded?