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| See if I let HER on my cat tree! |
OK, who the [censored] does Isabel think she is? NO ONE keeps Cathy Keisha waiting 3 days. NO ONE cancels play dates with Cathy Keisha 2 days in a row. I don't care that we had 6 inches of rain today and streets were flooded all over. I don't care that Sunday was the better day for my peeps so they were glad to change dates. I am SOOOOO over her now. I am sooooo over wanting a sisfur. See if I even get up from my cushy bed when she comes in the house! I wouldn't even let her in; but, for some reason, the peeps are still excited to meet her. Humans are simple that way. Once they get excited about something, they stay excited. But not this little kitty cat. Stunning Keisha is the ONLY diva around her. You hear that, I-Hiss-abel? It's my pawty and I'll hiss if I want to. *Tosses head and walks away in disgust.*
UPDATE: I sent her packing. I was fine all day—even a bit scared. What do you mean scared, woman? I'm keeping it real. Then Pop came home and called her. I went ballistic—hissing, growling and lunging at her. I'm very territorial over my Pop. She went back to her frosted home. I told you, no one crosses Cathy Keisha and lives to tell about it.
NEWS FLASH: Due to inclement weather, I have to wait until tomorrow, Monday, for my play date. We've gotten over 7 inches of rain today.
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Tomorrow is the day when my play date with Isabel Tamika is scheduled. I have so much to do in preparation, like hiding all my toys and food so she can't find them. Linda hasn't confirmed with us yet, so I hope the date is still on. I also hope she's not too sad about leaving her brofur Charley behind. This apartment is way too small to accommodate 3 cats although the peeps assure me that their hearts are big enough for 3 fur babies. Having me as a sisfur/playmate is much better than having a brofur anyway.I'm giving TW orders that she's NOT to take pictures or video of I-Tam. I can't shorten her name to IT because it would sound very disrespectful so I think I-Tam will do. You'll have to be content with these pictures from Petfinders, from when she was 16 weeks old.
I know I sound like a broken record, but you can welcome I-Tam by donating to her rescue, A Call 4 Paws.
CK GETS THE BLUES
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| Blind Lemon Keish, little-known sister of Jake & Elwood Blues. |
I'd like to sing this little blues song about a cat I once knew. Gertrude was the mean Mama calico and she ruled those kittehs with an iron paw. Peeps knew her well. I call this the Mean Mama Calico and Tippiano Blues.
♫ I got a mean Mama calico sitting by
my front door
I got a mean Mama calico sitting by
my front door
She's a mean Mama Calico
Forever more
♫ There's Rusty and Fritzy
Tippiano and little Hope
There's Rusty and Fritzy
Tippiano and little Hope
She's a mean Mama Calico
So many kitttens how does she cope
GUITAR SOLO! ♪♩♩♪Thank you! Thank you! I'll be here all next week and then I'll be at the House of Blues in Hollywood!
Today is World Cat Day so TW did this special sketch of me laying on Pop's bed. OK, I'll come clean. You're too smart to be fooled by this because by now you all know that TW has NO TALENTS AT ALL. PhotoShop actually made this sketch so TW could salvage yet another soft, out-of-focus picture she'd taken of me. It didn't come too badly. I do look very stunning.
Plus to honor this day, she's been singing—rather badly—this little ditty based on a song from the Stone Age '60s.
Ooo aah, ooo aah, ooo ooo KittyAnd to re-enforce what I said about her having NO TALENT, that's as far as she got. I've heard this over and over again. Ad nauseum.
tell us about the cat from Jersey City
Ooo aah, ooo aah, ooo ooo Kitty
tell us about the cat from Jersey City
She's a real stunner
She's really fine
And now onto a completely different topic. This is two, two, two posts in one!
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| Stunning Keisha with the loot we donated to A Call 4 Paws. |
Anyway, they were yakking about animals and the next thing I know, TW is axing about getting a sisfur for me. Huh? I'm gonna have a kitten? This is all so sudden. Does Buzz know about this? Should he?
As some of my long-time readers know, I was originally adopted with another cat, but it didn't work out. The other cat hid under the bed for two weeks until we had to return her. She'd come from a hoarding situation and the old lady who had her had gotten out of the hospital and wanted her back so it worked out all around. But that left me an only cat.
Since I'm a triple Alpha cat, Linda thought I'd do well with a younger cat—one that I can boss around and mold into my image. Hmmmm, this could be fun. So it was decided that Linda would bring a cat over this coming Caturday to meet me and see how we got along.
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| Meet Isabel/Tamika |
This little ghetto cat would like to change Isabel's name to something like Tamika, so she can keep it real also, but, alas, the peeps aren't buying. They say if she's responding to Isabel, we should leave it alone. Even more troubling, they say Jersey City is a big city with lots of ethnicities and diversity and maybe she wasn't found in da hood but in the Heights. GASP! She may be from an Indian, Pakistani, Russian or Latino neighborhood; or, even worse, a yuppie one. I still say she looks like a Tamika. Tamika Torte. What do my readers think?
I axed my peeps, since Isabel/Tamika is already living with Linda, wouldn't it be better to get a kitteh out of a shelter. They told me that once Isabel gets adopted, then Linda can bring another cat from the Sanctuary to live with her and keep the line moving; so, in fact, we're bettering 2 cats existence. Isn't that exciting?
Linda and A Call 4 Paws are also going to trap the ferals that have called our condo's garage their home and have them spayed. TW says they're friendly for strays. One actually LOOKS like a real Russian Blue and that little girl may already have a home waiting for her once she's de-flea-ed and spayed. Apparently, someone in our complex has been trying to catch her without success. She did come right over to TW and Linda and ax to be petted. Linda's plan is to bring the others back because she says if she took them, another colony—maybe a bigger colony—would move right in.
As you can imagine, all this spaying is going to cost mucho dinero, so please add a few bucks to the ChipIn on my sidebar. Muchas gracias and HAPPY WORLD CAT DAY!
There's a new video star on the block and her name is Keisha aka Stunning Keisha aka Cathy Keisha. I've got the looks; I've got the moves. I've got STAR written all over me. I'm about to unveil my latest video. Don't hate me for it. The Woman is just learning how to use the camera and the software. We didn't want anyone to have to put up with 34 seconds of Michael Kay's fat-headed, loud-mouth drivel so TW plugged in some song by the Buck Pets. That was her first mistake. Can you believe 12,000 songs on our i-Tunes and NOT A ONE by Beyonce?? I'm in shock. Anyway, I hope TW gets better at putting captions in there cos I certainly have enough to say.
What you are about the witness is CK playing with a peacock feather. You can purchase these feathers at NipandBones and find out just how much fun I'm having. NipandBones DID NOT pay me to write this blog.
Now pretend you're at a big premiere pawty. You've just walked down the Red Carpet and been interviewed by Joan Rivers. Now you're settled into your seat.
Lights! Camera! Action!
What you are about the witness is CK playing with a peacock feather. You can purchase these feathers at NipandBones and find out just how much fun I'm having. NipandBones DID NOT pay me to write this blog.
Now pretend you're at a big premiere pawty. You've just walked down the Red Carpet and been interviewed by Joan Rivers. Now you're settled into your seat.
Lights! Camera! Action!
BREAKING NEWS: Let's start with some breaking news. We go live to Pop's sink where Cathy Keisha has just taken her first drink of water in almost a year. Is it coincidence that I stopped drinking H2O right after the peeps broke my favorite water dish? I also ate very well today.
A week later and I'm still enjoying my Neko Fly toy, as well as my foam rubber rockets. TW pulled this still out of a failed video she tried to take. I'll be playing like crazy but as soon as she takes the camera out, I stand there, defiantly and stare at her until the memory card gets full. This was the final frame so I've started playing again. Notice the sheer joy on my face as I try to attack that Kragonfly. I've been known to have the same look on my face when I lunge at TW in bed; although I admit I haven't done that in a while. BTW, that box and bag in the photo are donations we have ready to give to A Call 4 Paws.
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| Speaking of water, look what the Poland Springs' man brought! Nope, don't touch a drop of the stuff |
You may have noticed the ChipIn on the right. My charity, A Call 4 Paws, came in 3rd on Sparkle's blog so she set this up. Feel feel to take your human's coffee or doughnut money and give it to this worthy cause. As the old song goes, Give A Little Bit, or as I like to say Give Till It Hurts. *Sharpens teeth* Contrary to popular belief, that isn't the rescue that I came from. That was Companion Animal Placement. They—how could I delicately put this—disowned me or something. Yes, they stopped taking my phone calls and answering my e-mail. I can hear a chorus of cat voices and they're saying, "How can anyone disown a wonderful cat like CK?" Pffffttttttt to them. Let them do their own ChipIn and publicity.
You may have also noticed that I've put a widget for my Wisconsin #Nipclub set on the sidebar. Most of these bands hail from the cheesehead state or were produced by Wisconsin native Butch Vig. R.E.M.'s first tour led them to Merlyns, in Madison, WI. There's some good music in that set, so enjoy. Thursday's theme is Canada so don't expect too much. I can already tell that its shaping up as Neil Young and a bunch of over the hill folkies. Hmmm, just like my peeps—over the hill folks. HAH!
I'm going to have Pop draw the winner of the rocket toy out of my Yankee hat later tonight and will announce who the lucky cat is by tomorrow. TW already bought a mailer so it shouldn't take more than a month to get it in the mail.
A week later and I'm still enjoying my Neko Fly toy, as well as my foam rubber rockets. TW pulled this still out of a failed video she tried to take. I'll be playing like crazy but as soon as she takes the camera out, I stand there, defiantly and stare at her until the memory card gets full. This was the final frame so I've started playing again. Notice the sheer joy on my face as I try to attack that Kragonfly. I've been known to have the same look on my face when I lunge at TW in bed; although I admit I haven't done that in a while. BTW, that box and bag in the photo are donations we have ready to give to A Call 4 Paws.
TW has decided that she's going to Blogspaw. She doesn't have money to get her hair cut but she's going to Blogspaw. She's got a ride and a roommate. I hope her ride is going to drop her off at the Poor House on the way home.
This really affects this cat because TW has never been away overnight before—at least since I've been here. Hell, I don't remember when she used to go to work; I only know that she leaves the house for an hour or so every day. For Cod's sake, I sit at the door and cry when she goes down to the mailboxes! She's worried how I'm going to react since I have separation anxiety. I may not eat the four days she'll be away. How do you guys deal with it when your peeps go away without you? What really sticks in my craw is that she's going to bring HHGutt as my representative! GASP! I'm going to start a petition stating that if he goes with her, that is a declaration of WAR with this stunning ghetto kitteh. I'm sure the WLF and Pink Angels will back me on this.
Well, that's all my news for today. Sit back and enjoy the music!
WE HAVE WINNERS. Yes, winners. Since we have extra toys, Pop picked two winners. The first is Bad Andy, of Bad Andy's Other Stuff, who wins the foam rubber rocket. I'm really glad he won because he just lost his brother, Jim, and misses him a lot. The other winner is Spitty-the-Kitty from Spitty Speaks, who has his choice of the other 2 disc throwing toys.
WE HAVE WINNERS. Yes, winners. Since we have extra toys, Pop picked two winners. The first is Bad Andy, of Bad Andy's Other Stuff, who wins the foam rubber rocket. I'm really glad he won because he just lost his brother, Jim, and misses him a lot. The other winner is Spitty-the-Kitty from Spitty Speaks, who has his choice of the other 2 disc throwing toys.
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