Can you spot the exact moment I discovered TW was filming? Notice the revenge I enacted on her when she attempted to force action. The video is not exactly gonna win any awards but I'm still stunning. Heh heh.
Last month, when my toys arrived from Star and Leo, TW was literally falling all over herself to take fotos and video. Of course, I wasn't having any of it, which you'll see in this video. You can also watch the video on my YouTube channel.
Can you spot the exact moment I discovered TW was filming? Notice the revenge I enacted on her when she attempted to force action. The video is not exactly gonna win any awards but I'm still stunning. Heh heh.
Can you spot the exact moment I discovered TW was filming? Notice the revenge I enacted on her when she attempted to force action. The video is not exactly gonna win any awards but I'm still stunning. Heh heh.
You might recall TW's mistake in remembering last week's Saturday PhotoHunt theme. This week I took over cos she was already telling my furrends on the CB that the theme was Gobel; as in George Gobel. I googled him and apparently he does exist; or at least he used to. You can see the odds I'm up against. They're not good at all.
This week's theme is Global. I like the phrase that TW told me about: Think Global, Act Local. She'd first heard it back in the '80s—before there were computers or electricity—when she was touringin a horse and buggy with R.E.M. and Greenpeace had a booth on the tour. TW swore she had a t-shirt with the slogan that I could pose with but again, her memory was faulty. She dug up one with a globe but I gave her the back/derriere of disrespect.
The slogan was originally meant to refer to the environment and recycling but to me it's all about anipal rescue. Think/tweet about all the global rescue organizations and donate/volunteer with some local ones. I'm all about sharing so that's what we do. Here's a photo of me posing with some stuff that we donated to A Call 4 Paws (cat and cow not included). What a haul for them!
If any of you are local to Jonestown, PA, you might want to volunteer to feed and look after the 50 cats at their Sanctuary. Volunteers seem to be in short supply. Her contact info is on their newly revamped and pretty pawsome website and Facebook page.
This week's theme is Global. I like the phrase that TW told me about: Think Global, Act Local. She'd first heard it back in the '80s—before there were computers or electricity—when she was touring
The slogan was originally meant to refer to the environment and recycling but to me it's all about anipal rescue. Think/tweet about all the global rescue organizations and donate/volunteer with some local ones. I'm all about sharing so that's what we do. Here's a photo of me posing with some stuff that we donated to A Call 4 Paws (cat and cow not included). What a haul for them!
If any of you are local to Jonestown, PA, you might want to volunteer to feed and look after the 50 cats at their Sanctuary. Volunteers seem to be in short supply. Her contact info is on their newly revamped and pretty pawsome website and Facebook page.
Besides wanting to see my tummy, some furrends wanted to see more elaborate poses. Since I don't pose on command, we'll have to dig into the archives for most of these. I do whatever I want, whenever I want. TW, on the other hand, better do what I want, when I want it. I'm actually surprised and delighted that no one axed for fotos of my paws and tootsies.
The Trout Towne Tabbies wanted to see a yoga position. This is your lucky day. I wasn't sure which yoga position youse were referring to so I gave ya got two.
Cody requested a cheesecake pose. You and the rest of the males. Heh heh. I kinda like the "come hither" look I had for the pic I used in the wine advert.
Katie of Glogirly fame thought it would be nice to see me walking toward the camera. Sorry, Katie, but when I see the flashy box, I tend to run the opposite direction. I don't walk toward it. I did find this in the archives. I'm not exactly looking at the camera but I am walking toward it.
I had a request for the derriere of disrespect from Austin. This was a little harder than I expected. Seems TW gets all uppity when she gets the derriere of disrespect and thus won't take a foto.
Pricilla's publicist thought a foto of me standing on my head was in order. TW takes lots of fotos of me standing on my head but then she does something in PhotoShop that puts me back on my feet. In this one, I'm balancing on one mighty paw.
And this is for Rumbles.
If you didn't see your pose today (Angel Abby), don't despair. maybe someday soon, I'll be doing a somersault for you.
Due to breaking news, we have to postpone our scheduled post, More Posing and Posturing. We take you now to the Cat News Network (CNN) where they're innerviewing Hero Cat Cathy Keisha.
CNN: CK, can you describe to us what happened at about 1 a.m. this morning and how you came to be hailed as a hero?
CK: It was late. TW and I had just settled down to sleep after she finished her fussing. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted something big and hairy on the bed, besides TW, of course. I knew TW would never see it and I knew I had to save her from it. I tell you, humans are so clueless. I saved TW's worthless life but did I get thanks? No, I got "are you crazy??" Well, she thanked me later so I guess that's better than nothing.
CNN: CK, continue please.
CK: As I was saying, the lights were out and TW had finally turned the iPawd off and was settling down when suddenly I jumped. Something wasn't right in that bed. When TW turned around to look, I was crouched on the comforter. I never step foot on the comforter. She thought I was fixing to attack her. That's when she hissed the line about me being crazy.
She quickly rolled out of bed to defend herself—as if—and saw me crouched beside HHGutt. She axed me what was going on. Now she was afraid I was gonna have an asthma attack cos of how I was crouched. In the middle of her question, I leaped up in the air and dove offa the bed. That's when she knew I saw some intruder that wasn't supposed to be sharing the bed with us. She turned on the big orange rock light; and, even in the dim light, her ancient eyes could see what I had my eyes on. She thinks it was one of those mothy things since she had the window open after it got dark. They always fly in even knowing that a killer cat lives here. Of course, it could've just been one of HHGutt's pet flies.
Anyway, it was HUGE—like Mothra and Mothzilla rolled into one. I fought with it and knocked it off the bed, leaving a wet souvenir of the intruder on the sheet. I tussled with it on the floor. TW tried to whack it with her slipper but I wouldn't let her. I didn't want to spoil the flavor. I wrestled with it a good 5-10 minutes before I subdued it. I messed him up good! On account of its monstrous size, it took awhile before I could stuff it into my mouth. What a nommy bedtime snack.
CNN: Did the human finally thank you?
CK: Yes, when it was all over, TW thanked me. She's still thanking me. She knew I'd saved her life. It could have crawled up into her ear and killed her. Like all clueless humans, she was then upset cos I kept on high alert for the next 20 minutes or so. For some reason, she doesn't lay down until I get comfortable and close my eyes.
So there you have it! Excitement at La Condo Keisha. To recap, Cathy Keisha attacked a nighttime intruder to save her human's life. Friday we'll return you to your regularly scheduled post.
What a night! Have you ever saved your human's life? Did it make the Cat News Network? I hope so.
CNN: CK, can you describe to us what happened at about 1 a.m. this morning and how you came to be hailed as a hero?
CK: It was late. TW and I had just settled down to sleep after she finished her fussing. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted something big and hairy on the bed, besides TW, of course. I knew TW would never see it and I knew I had to save her from it. I tell you, humans are so clueless. I saved TW's worthless life but did I get thanks? No, I got "are you crazy??" Well, she thanked me later so I guess that's better than nothing.
CNN: CK, continue please.
CK: As I was saying, the lights were out and TW had finally turned the iPawd off and was settling down when suddenly I jumped. Something wasn't right in that bed. When TW turned around to look, I was crouched on the comforter. I never step foot on the comforter. She thought I was fixing to attack her. That's when she hissed the line about me being crazy.
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| The evidence w/my furs. |
Anyway, it was HUGE—like Mothra and Mothzilla rolled into one. I fought with it and knocked it off the bed, leaving a wet souvenir of the intruder on the sheet. I tussled with it on the floor. TW tried to whack it with her slipper but I wouldn't let her. I didn't want to spoil the flavor. I wrestled with it a good 5-10 minutes before I subdued it. I messed him up good! On account of its monstrous size, it took awhile before I could stuff it into my mouth. What a nommy bedtime snack.
CNN: Did the human finally thank you?
CK: Yes, when it was all over, TW thanked me. She's still thanking me. She knew I'd saved her life. It could have crawled up into her ear and killed her. Like all clueless humans, she was then upset cos I kept on high alert for the next 20 minutes or so. For some reason, she doesn't lay down until I get comfortable and close my eyes.
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| I have my lasers on and I'm in a state of high alert after I offed the intruder. I was looking for another snack. You can see HHGutt in the foreground. |
So there you have it! Excitement at La Condo Keisha. To recap, Cathy Keisha attacked a nighttime intruder to save her human's life. Friday we'll return you to your regularly scheduled post.
What a night! Have you ever saved your human's life? Did it make the Cat News Network? I hope so.
When I axed last week what poses you'd like to see me in, the overwhelming response was for a tummy shot. I'm sorry to disappoint my furrends, but I don't lay on my back. In fact, I've rolled completely over twice since I've been here. The peeps stopped trying to find an answer—at least I hope they have. They even axed one of my vets; cos a friend of TW's once told her that if a cat doesn't roll on their back, they could have heart problems. At one time or another, they've also wondered: Doesn't she trust us? Does she have a sensitive spine or some other underlying medical condition? No, maybe I'm just uncomfortable that way.
In fact, it goes deeper than that. The last time I went to my old vet, Dr. Evil wanted to steal my bloods. I put up a huge fight and they lost a lot of their blood. They tried to turn me over and I went into respiratory distress: mouth breathing and panting. Pop used to love to pick his cats up like a baby but knows better than to try that with me.
Furrends, you're gonna have to settle for a side view of my stunning bikini.
Or maybe you'd like some tummy shots ofPlumpy Autumn, who came before me. (Yes, her nickname was Plumpy.) She wasn't shy about showing her fat belleh. If you look closely, you'll see that she was one toe short of a full deck.
One last thing of note: I've noticed TW is saying on her pathetic FB page that she can't think of a subject for my blog. She's just LAZY! I have tons of things I'd like to post about including 2 awards I've gotten. I also promised you stories about Mean Mama Gertrude and some of the other cats of the past. Hop to it, Woman and take some dictation!
In fact, it goes deeper than that. The last time I went to my old vet, Dr. Evil wanted to steal my bloods. I put up a huge fight and they lost a lot of their blood. They tried to turn me over and I went into respiratory distress: mouth breathing and panting. Pop used to love to pick his cats up like a baby but knows better than to try that with me.
Furrends, you're gonna have to settle for a side view of my stunning bikini.
Or maybe you'd like some tummy shots of
One last thing of note: I've noticed TW is saying on her pathetic FB page that she can't think of a subject for my blog. She's just LAZY! I have tons of things I'd like to post about including 2 awards I've gotten. I also promised you stories about Mean Mama Gertrude and some of the other cats of the past. Hop to it, Woman and take some dictation!
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