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Meanderings, that's a big word for a cat from the 'hood, ain't it? Not only am I stunning, but I'm also highly intelligent. Hope that doesn't scare any of the mancats off. We'll now commence with my meanderings.
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| You got a problem with me, woman? |
Whaaaaa? You look perturbed woman. This better be good cos your screeching woke me from my beauty nap. Yeah? I can see I'm laying on some nicely-folded, fresh-smelling t-shirts here ... and for that I thank you ... is there a problem? There better not be or someone's getting bitten here. Hello? Why wouldn't I want to lay on your "clean laundry"? I'm a cat! We're very clean animals. Besides, they're Pop's shirts and he loves me so he won't mind. Don't you have more chores to do? Go away! Shoo! When I wanna play, I'll let you know. Now that we've handled this little crisis, I presume I can get back to my nap?
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| I've got a problem with you! |
Annoying little pill, isn't she? You gotta put the staff in their place once in a while, or in my staff's case, every single day.
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| Nice ... comfy ... nap ...zzzzzz |
I hear that a lot from my Pop. As you know, I spent my formative years living in the mean streets of the ghetto down by the entrance of the Holland Tunnel. That ain't no place to raise a little kitteh. I spent almost a year on the street before I was arrested and caged like an animal. What do you mean, I am an animal. I'm a CAT, dammit! Anyway, that's the equivalent of about 13 human years, since the first year of a cat's life equals 15 human years. A cat pretty much has her habits and language down by that point. It's bad enough, they took my street slang away but now they want me to clean up my potty mouth?? Yo, homey, you be jocking my style. That's almost cruelty to cats. Anyway, we're reaching a compromise online.
Instead of WTF, I will now be saying WTM or "what the meow?" so I propose other anipals start doing the same. You already say BOL, MOL or QOL for LOL. So rather than WTF, dogs can say WTB (what the bark), and if they're really upset WTG (what the growl). For cats, it'll be WTM or WTH (what the hiss). And ducks can intone WTQ. It can be the new slang of the web. Can you feel it? Who's with me on this one? I'll buy you a drink tonight at the Nip Club.
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| WTH? You betta believe I look annoyed! |
As all my furrends know, I am Pop's girl. I have him totally wrapped around my stunning paw. I love my Pop more than anything in the world, unless you're counting food, of course. I found some pictures of my Pop and I to celebrate his day on Sunday. Pop is the only human I'll let hold me. He's also the only one I'll purr for.
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| I love how my Pop holds me |
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| Pop doesn't really want to read the paper when he can pet me! |
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| Yo, anything good on the telly tonight, Pop? |
My Pop doesn't want his picture taken, which is why you just see pieces of him. I think he must be wanted by the FBI or something, but it's just a guess. You can see he's just as furry as I am and he doesn't shave it all off like the woman!
The week after I was adopted, Pop went to the human's vet and had back surgery. He was gone an entire week during which we had a blizzard with 28 inches of snow. When he returned home, I nursed him back to health. (Don't tell him I sold some of his pain meds on the street to make some $$.) Even though I was still feral and wouldn't let him pet me, I followed him everywhere he went. I enjoyed that he slept with me all day. If it wasn't for Pop, I'd be back at the shelter by now. He's my mouthpiece. He doesn't care that I bite the woman all the time. I'm his stunning little girl; his Pretty Kitty.
Happy Father's Day! This nip's for you! And a Happy Father's Day for all my furrend's male human's too!
My peeps would like to announce the engagement of Cathy Keisha to Tuna Katt. Yes, Tuna finally proposed to me over chicken dinner Sunday night and I accepted. I've known Tuna since our days with the Alleys in the mean streets of Jersey City. The only thing Tuna fears worse than the Po Po is commitment. Lately he's gotten a little worried when he sees all my would-be suitors on Twitter and Facebook and he didn't want to lose me. Awwwww! He wants to set a date in 2012 and, of course, I don't want to wait that long. His line of work is dangerous so he might not live that long. Speaking of his "work," he gave me a gorgeous ring; but the woman says she's seen a sign on our elevator saying the one of the neighbors "lost" a ring Sunday that looks like my new ring. Well, now that ring is mine! Tuna wouldn't give me a hot ring ... maybe a hot i-phone but not a hot ring.
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| ♥♥ TUNA ♥♥ |
The woman started looking to plan my wedding and, much to her dismay, discovered that in the state of NJ, cat weddings are not legal and binding. How can that be? The law says I need a photo id and social security number to get married. We can't even apply for a Civil Union, since we're not the same sex. What's going on here? It seems that only heterosexual humans can get married in this state. That's cat discrimination and I'll have to find a way around it. Oooh, Tuna says he's going to get us the documentation we need cos he's got some friends in da hood who know somebody ...
Yep, got a bunch of stuff today that I finally want to write about. I've been keeping busy doing a lot of dj work recently and have also been fortunately enough to win a couple of really nice prizes.
As well as dj'ing all the Pawpawties for @Fergusthedog, I've also worked the mega Dudefest and have a shift at the Nip Club, which opened about 6 weeks ago. The Nip Club gig is ultra cool because @TheNascarKitty lets me play whatever I want. The first week I worked, I played mostly hard rock but last time I held the First Cathy Keisha Dance Party Hour, with contests and prizes and the works. I played dance music from the twist to the hustle and beyond. @Mariodacat and TheNascarKitty won the two prizes I gave out during the party. He tells me it got rave reviews, but I really wouldn't know since no one took the time to DM me personally to let me know. I do know over 50 anipals were there. After my shift, I won the 1st Nip Club prize ever, a $20 donation in my name was made to their charity, Lanie's Animals in Crisis.
The mega Dudefest was to honor @Frugaldougal, who's in ill health. To tell the truth, I wasn't sure what to play at a Dudefest. Since Dougal has done so much good helping animal charities, I decided to play songs which honor Planet Earth and all her inhabitants. I stuck around after my set and wound up winning a scarf from @Pasikas, which I'll wrap up and give to the woman for her birthday next month. The 2 Dudefest charities were the Houslow Animal Welfare Society and the Kaninchenrettung rabbit shelter in Germany. Over $1300 was raised.
I also won Rumblepurr's contest and won a gift certificate, which the woman used to replace my worn out scratching post. I thank her for that.
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| I won the tall scratching post from Rumblepurr. |
