Confession is Good For the Soul

I'd like to show you more of the lovely cards Parker Sax Kat and his brofur Kenzu have sent me. BTW, the cards weren't they only thing they sent me. They also sent me some gifts, which TW won't give me until Thursday. The bi-atch that she is. She's also saved the most precious Valentines card until then.

Aren't the cards lovely!! They're all miniature works of arts and I love them all. Look at all the detail!

You can biggify this image by clicking on it.

THE BETRAYAL AND THE CONFESSION
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned …

Yes, as is the way, romance never runs smoothly. Anyone who's known me for a long time on Twitter or has read between the lines of this blog knows I'm hopelessly in love with one Buzz Lucas. The big, orange tabby is the mancat of my dreams. He's tougher than any cat I know, having survived a coyote attack and beat cancer. But he thinks he's too old for me. Yes, he courted me for a bit, sent me Christmas prezzies and even gave me a gold heart locket one year for Valentine's Day. Then, he disappeared. I'm not ashamed to admit, I chased him. I wrote on his FB page … I tweeted him … I sent him Christmas cards … all went unanswered. Pop was not pleased that his stunning smokey gray diva was being taken for a fool.

When I axed who was going to be my Valentine this year, I was sure I was over Buzzy. But was I?

An hour after swooning and purring as I listened to Parker and Ken romance me with Beatles music, this little fickle ghetto kitteh spotted HIM over by the bar. I froze. Finally, I couldn't help myself. I threw myself at Buzz. Yes, I'm ashamed. After all, I now love another.

Then a few cats retweeted my come-on and Buzz loved it.

We talked about ipawd games and our baseball teams—he's an LA boy who loves the Angels—and then we had to part. I'm not a kiss and tell so I'll leave some things to the imagination. I was sad cos I don't know when/if I'll ever see him again. He has lost weight and is beginning to look his age (about 18).

My two new loves relaxing at home. Photo © Wanda Kruse

Afterwards, I started to feel really guilty. I don't want Parker and Ken to feel like they're getting sloppy seconds or anything. I need to forget the past and start thinking about my future and how happy Parker/Ken are going to make me. I'm going to start by taking down Buzzy's picture and replacing it with the Valentines that those sweet, handsome Kruse Kats sent me. If you see Parker/Ken, don't tell them about my little dalliance. Although, if I may quote Spitty the Kitty: "All this silly 'monogamy' nonsense is a Human invention and does not apply to us kitties! We have plenty of room in our hearts for many loves!"

The Cat's Out of the Bag

Wonder where that expression came from. I don't think even Faraday, Maxwell and Allie knew for certain, although they offered a few explanations.

By now everycat knows who my Furry Valentines are. Someone said they gave it away on their blog, Kruse Kats. I say if you had a Valentine's date with the World's Most Stunning Cat, you'd shout about it too.

I'll be on the arms of Parker Sax Kat and his Norwegian Forest Cat brofur Kenzu of Kruse Kats. Ken was adopted a few months ago after Mom Wanda saw an ad on Craig's list. I won't go into the whole story but it's his former family's loss and Kruse Kats' gain. Twitter and the CB have gained another handsome mancat.

You might remember when Parker tried to hit on me last year. We were trying to get people to vote for Amy's quilt. That little pipsqueak is all grown up now. Even though I'd love to have a handsome mancat on each arm, three's a crowd so if any ladycat would like to talk to Ken, he's on Twitter as @KenNKat1. Maybe we can double date.

The tweets of love were flying when Parker and Ken dedicated their 8 a.m. DJ shift to me during Nipclub Monte Carlo! You can click on the tweets to biggify them. Can you believe it? It was as romantic as all the beautiful Valentine cards they've been sending me. I promise to show you the rest of them in the next couple of days.

Can you think of a better problem to have?

But, alas, the plot thickens …

Who Let the Cats In

Yes, I'm a cat but occasionally I'll let a dog into my life and into my condo but only on tv or the computer. I have lots of doggy furrends on Twitter and Facebook but don't think I'd really like to meet one. One of my Twitter furrends is @TillmanSkates. Tillman, for anyone who's been under a rock for the last couple of years is the skateboarding dog who has his own tv show on the Hallmark Channel called Who Let the Dogs Out.

Isn't Brutus handsome even if our tv is a hunnert years old?

The latest episode of Who Let the Dogs Out featured interviews and footage from last year's Blogpaws, which is the biggest pet blogging and social media conference held on a yearly basis in the U.S. TW went to Blogpaws 2011 and she had a wonderful time. She even found time to make some contacts who sent me products to review. There's nothing this kitteh likes better than trying new food or toys. She learned all about networking and blog hops like this one.  Last year, Plush CK represented me and accepted my Nose To Nose Award for Best Twitter Design. I have the award displayed prominently and TW is instructed to show it to anyone who visits.

The tv show is especially well done—for a dog, I mean. Tillman and his friends are so talented—for dogs, I mean. On the Blogpaws segment of the show, I even got to see Nipclub Head of Sekurity @BrutustheDane up close and personal, as well as the Blogpaws' staff. Tillman rocks!

TW hopes to be going back to Blogpaws this year to see Tillman and all my friends in person and to learn how to make my blog the most popular and famous cat blog out there. I want to grow my audience and make contacts so I can get lots of free products to review.

Anyone hesitating about going to this year's conference in Tyson's Corner, VA, on May 16-18, should put their fears aside. You'll get to meet all your online friends and make others. Where else can grown peeps walk around with stuffies and flat pets and not look out of place?

On last word of advice to the organizers at Blogpaws: Have some cat stuff in the swag bag this year!

I'd Like to Thank the Academy

I'd like to accept this award for all the cats who are still looking for their forever homes.

Tonight the Grammy Awards are being handed out. Although I'm not up for any this year, I did receive a few awards recently. Can you believe TW doesn't appreciate my singing? The way she hollers at me, you'd think I was some Tom singing on the fence. For her info, I sing like Beyonce. So there.

I'll start with the most recent award, which was presented to me by Abbi, Atere, Livia and their Mom Stephanie about a week ago. They write the entertaining The Musings of a Crazy Cat Lady. They presented me with the Reality Blog Award. Since I've already received the award several times, I'll let you read my answers here. They're worth reading.

Next, I was presented with the 2013 version of the Liebster Award which is supposed to go to blogs with less than 200 followers hence the reason the awards says "discover new blogs" right on it. I'm lucky enough to have a few more than 200 followers of which I'm very proud. This honor comes via Spitty the Kitty of Spitty Speaks. Thank you, King Spitty.

The makers of the award want to know 5 things about me so here goes. I'm stunning. I'm a stunning virtual DJ. I bite my humans. I like human toys better than cat toys. I like to be FURminated.

The nosy buggers also have five questions for me.

1. What is your favorite thing to do? Play. All roads lead to my tunnel in the hall. I also like to eat.

2. What is your favorite time of year? December cos Pop is home most of the month I'm a cat so all the months run together.

3. What's the most important thing you want to do? Isn't that redundant to question #1.

4. Who is your favorite person or animal pal? Pop is my favorite person because without him I would have been sent back to the prison shelter a long time ago. Pop sticks up for me even though I bite him more than I bite TW. I have many anipal BFFs but I don't want to name my favorite for political reasons. I bonded with Herba from the Burba a long time ago and still value his love and furrendship.

5. Where in the whole wide world would you like to go? Where else? Into any closets or rooms where the door is shut. An alternate answer would be I'd like to go back to Communipaw and see what's become of the old hood and if it's been gentrified yet. I'd also like to go to Fort Knox so I can get enough gold to support my peeps. They're on a fixed income and it hurts to see them scrimp on buying stuff for the cat.

I also received the Lobster, er, Liebster Award from the Purrime Minsterettes of Planet Purrth Shiva and Jaya, who also awarded my with the Purrime Minsterette Pees on Purrth Award of which I'm very honored. They axed five additional questions which I'll try to answer as best I can.

1. What song makes the soundtrack of your life? I dunno. There are many songs. TW would say her soundtrack was Winter Hours' Island of Jewels. She reads a lot into the lyrics. But no one axed her. Mine is maybe something like Pink's Get This Pawty Started cos I'm all about pawtying. On the serious side, I'd have to go with a brilliant song by Lene Lovich and Nina Hagen called Don't Kill the Animals. The lyrics are brilliant and they're me. As a bonus, you can dance to it.

2. Who is your favorite politicat and why? That would have to be my PM bosses Shiva and Jaya. They're all about peace and ending animal abuse and abolishing the evil VC (vacuum cleaner).

3. What kind of anipal scares you the most? My teeth and claws are sharp. I have no fear. I do fear clueless humans that destroy the Earth and then deny stuff like Climate Change and Global Warming and even Science itself. They cut down trees and release toxins and poisons into the air, ground and water and then they blame cats for killing birds and wildlife.

4. If you could be human for one day, what would you teach Planet Purrth about love and friendship? I'd outlaw all guns and weapons and shoot anybody who still wants to own a gun. It's NOT their 2nd Amendment right. I'd also shoot anybody who hurts animals of any kind.

5. If you could travel to a far-away destination on Planet Purrth, where would it be and why? That's a toughie. I'd probably travel to see Shiva and Jaya at 10 Downing Street. They might knight me or something. Then I'd like to go on a Stunning Keisha World Tour so all my admirers could meet me. Kinda like Pip and Puddles only I wouldn't be sick.

CK photobombing Rihanna at the Grammys before I accepted my award.

Another Day, Another Valentine

Today I got some mail. I received the prize I won from Fur Everywhere. Thanks Carmine and Milito. Unfortunately, we don't have pictures yet. I love my Greenies SmartBites and nip nana; but you want to know my favorite part? It was the packing paper. TW ran all over the condo with it and I was close behind. Who doesn't love the sound of crinkly paper. You can see my furrends at Bengal Cat Domination chasing the crinkle paper here.

I also received another Valentine's card from my Furry Valentine! This one is so sweet. My initials are on the outside and the inside reads "My gal CK in diamonds" cos that's what the cat on the card is made out of. Not real ones, silly! I'm not going out with Donald Trump's cat. This card made me happier than all the money in the world. OK, that's just a saying but I'm sure the real stuff is coming.

Sorry about TW's lack of photography skills.

A few astute cats have figured out who's paw I'll be on at the big pawty that Mollie and Ranger are throwing. In case you haven't, I'll throw out some hints. He's been featured on this blog once or twice and shares a blog with his fursibs that I've mentioned dozens of times. He's also a virtual DJ on Twitter, just like I am. He's got a new brofur who's also wooing me. Both are legal and they're actually fighting over little ole ME!

I'll be DJing at #Nipclub Monthly Monte Carlo tomorrow night if I can teleport out. We having a blizzard with forecasts saying over a foot of snow and wind gusts over 60 mph. I'll be nice and cozy in a room at this resort hotel with my Furry Valentine, who's also spinning tunes. Pawty runs from 2 pm EST Saturday to 2 pm Sunday and benefits the Owensboro Humane Society.