Wednesday Word—Premiere

Today is the World Premiere of my new video so step lively on the red carpet. If Joan Rivers gets in your way, you have my permission to knock her over claw her. MOL!

This—my most ambitious video to date—shows a predatory cat on the prowl for a late-night snack. Watch as this cold-blooded killer, played by yours truly, hunts down prey under the cover of darkness. Never was so much "said" in just over one minute. Full-screen viewing is not recommended since it was filmed with minimal light. Sit down, relax and enjoy the premiere of Midnight Snack, which can also be viewed on YouTube.

Midnight Snack was written, produced and directed by Cathy Keisha. Music used by permission of Richard Ball from his album The Art of the Flute. All copyrights apply. Click here if you'd like to hear more of his music or to purchase it.

Hope you enjoyed the video and I'll be looking forward to reading your reviews.

The Dilemma

Over the past few days I've heard some disturbing rumors. There are kitties who think I—your Stunning Keisha—is involved in the cacciatore rape of a minor cat. I'm here to put your mind at ease. I may have had a little tryst with a certain orange intern but I'm innocent of what I'm being excused of. This, after all, is a PG-rated blog. I have never touched the little orange kitty although I bet he has hearts in his eyes for this stunning kitteh. I can get any man cat I desire, so why would I want to rob the cradle? Believe me, I don't want anymore trouble with the law. This adult cat has standards. Besides, I couldn't do that to my furrend, Katie. So get your mind outta the gutter, King Spitty. MOL!










Now that that's put to rest and out of the way, I can continue my train of thought. Yesterday, mixed in with all the bills for the peeps, a Valentine for me came in the mail. No, stop the presses! There were 2 Valentines. Seems my Furry Valentine's brofur has a little crush on me also. I hear he's singing "Silly Love Songs" to me but what's wrong with that, I'd like to know. Heh-heh. What's a lady cat to do? Can I show up at Milo and Alfie's with TWO handsome man cats?

In case you can't read it, the little one says "You stole my heart."

The Mystery Deepens

I went out to drown my sorrows after that choke performance by the 49ers—so near yet so far— with my Furry Valentine. We had a few niptinis and wound up at the condo on Pop's soft blue blankie. When he left in the wee hours of the morning, I discovered he left me a prezzie—a lock of his beautiful orange floof! You can see in the bottom picture that it's shaped like a heart! For a young dude, he knows how to woo a lady cat. I'm really looking forward to Valentine's Day.

 Oh my, look at that floofiness!

Really, Pop, I don't where it came from.

Super Sunday

Spitty has had this photo of me dressed in my 49ers gear up on his blog for the past week but I thought I'd post it anyway cos TW is too lazy to make me a new one. That other team is for the birds. I'm sure you're wondering why someone in NJ loves a team in San Francisco. Seems when TW was younger, she had a big girl crush on their quarterback, Joe Montana. She said no one ever looked better inside a helmet than he did—that is, until she saw ME.

25-16-END AROUND HIKE! HIKE!

Sweet! #16 Joe Montana. I'm ready to watch the big game!

My Furry Valentine

Yes, I will be your Valentine, handsome mancat!

The other day, I was axing for somecat to step up and be my Valentine. I had a mancat in mind. Thursday at Nipclub, he manned up and gave me this sweet note. Wasn't that so romantic?? Even a ladycat from da hood needs to be swept off her paws once in a while. When the time comes, I'll reveal his identity. I have to check to see if he's legal first. MOL!