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Hola kitties! We’ve been having some severe thunderstorms in the hood. TW had the nerve to storm shame me on her FB page! She—the one who needs a thunder shirt. The truth is that I remembered something I needed to do in my office UTB. That’s why she saw me scamper under the bed. I admit the timing was bad since it was seconds after a huge flash of lightning and crash of thunder. I’m a feral kitty and I’m not scared of anything. End of story but not this post.
Hola kitties! Heh! I guess this title could be a bit misleading since the brand in question isn't a Canadian brand. As a matter of fact, they're from Texas and sourced from the American heartland. You can't get much more American than that. I just like paraphrasing song titles to fit my needs hence the title. Keisha's Café, an off-shoot of Chez Keisha, prides itself on selling local brands. See what I did there?
Hola kitties! Do you like gravy? I like to lick my food dry and then maybe I'll eat the morsels. I found this cute gravy boat at, er, an antique show. Bet you didn't know I like antiquing. Perhaps I'll write about it someday. That's where I located my peeps. HAH! TW and Pop are antiques. They have so much old junk in the condo, they were thinking of getting a storage unit. I convinced them to throw it all out instead and saved them some $65 a month. I hinted that I could use $65 to spend on cat food.
Hola kitties! Have you ever felt like the tiger inside you wants to burst out? I know there's a big cat inside of me. Silly me thought I'd have to travel to Africa or India to meet my inner tiger so I took a virtual journey and met up with this bad boy. Can you believe he wanted to eat me?
Hola kitties. This isn't exactly a "milk mustache" but a stunning cat such as myself shouldn't be photographed this way. The difference between TW and most cat blogging staff is they would edit the "milk" out in Photoshop. Not TW. She found it cute. How did I get said "milk" on my face—which by the way is better than having egg on my face?
Hola kitties! Check this out! Somehow I found myself inside the picture on this box I'm reviewing today! Dunno how I got here or how I get out but I do know a bit about what's in this box.
Hola kitties. As you know, we're very design conscience around here. Our blog was designed by Glogirly Designs—although it prolly needs a redesign to freshen it up—and TW does try her best to design images you will enjoy. I've been known to dabble in art too which I show off almost every Caturday. Believe me there's nothing about this cat that's plain.
Hola kitties! The press has been hounding me again. Seems that some pretty serious allegations have been leveled at me. I called a press conference to talk about cat litter but I bet they want to talk about my so-called dirty "litter" secret. I'm about to go into the Green Room. Why don't you come in and watch me keep them honest. I handle the press like a pro.
CK: I called this press conference to talk about Dr. Elsey’s Clean Tracks cat litter; a fragrance-free litter that's gentle on noses and paws but tough on odors. I'm gonna start by telling you a bit about Clean Tracks cat litter and why I like it. I'll take questions later.
CK: I called this press conference to talk about Dr. Elsey’s Clean Tracks cat litter; a fragrance-free litter that's gentle on noses and paws but tough on odors. I'm gonna start by telling you a bit about Clean Tracks cat litter and why I like it. I'll take questions later.
Ahoy kitties! Bet you're wondering what made a landlubber such as myself take to the high seas. I'm trying to catch some salmon for dinner cos nothing tastes better than fresh wild-caught fish. I can't say the fish were biting as much as I was, I did catch a few. I didn't realize it would be such hard work. I've worked up an appetite and I missed my nap. Glad I bought along something to eat that doesn't need preparing.
Hola kitties! Do you ever feel like a tiger? Let's talk about this tiny tiger and noms. When I first moved here, I ate everything put in front of me. The cheapo supermarket brands I was served would make your fur stand on end. More importantly I wasn't served enough wet food and soon found myself dehydrated.
Now I get premium cat food but the older I get; the more finicky I get. That's why TW said I needed my own restaurant so I founded Chez Keisha. TW was at the point where she was wondering if I should continue to review food. What good is having a restaurant if I can't taste new brands to serve to my diners?
Ahoy mateys! `Tis Meow Like a Pirate Day! This seafarin' hearty kitteh runs a tight ship. No buccaneer who e'er sailed th' Seven Seas is meaner than me. I insist on me crew o' scurvy seafarin' hearty cats keepin' in fightin' shape by exercisin' the'r bodies an' eatin' healthy food. Me crew be wellness nutz.
Hola kitties! I'm so excited! I have a new job. You know we're huge Yankee fans in the condo. I scored a job at the big ball yard in da Bronx. I have my own concession booth selling grain-free treats, noms, toys and toppers. Lemme set up my stuff and try my sales pitch on you.
Hola kitties! Whoa! I love this condo and why not. I found out I can order takeout. Takeout is my favorite food in the world. The peeps don't like to cook or go out to eat so they order out at least once a week. Wait, I think I hear the doorbell. Where did I order from?
Hola kitties. It's no secret that Pop and I have bonded. I have him totally wrapped around my paw. On the other paw, he's the only human I'll purr for. A week after I came to live in the condo, Pop had to go to the human vet hospital for major back surgery. He was gone an entire week. When he came home he wasn't allowed to go to work for a long time. During that time alone, we bonded.
When Chewy called and said they were sending me some Solid Gold, I was ecstatic! I was imagining all the bling and gold bullions that would arrive. I decided to head out to Fort Knox** to get a head start on my new-found fortune. I brought along Tuna R'Son Kitty for the ride and for protection. A girl has to protect her gold.
Hola kitties! About a month ago, I set out to explore beyond my four walls. I wanted to visit all parts of this great country of ours from California to the New York islands to see how cats in every state think, eat and play. With my worried peeps blessings, I went off with my backpack of noms and treats. I found some beautiful scenery and learned that cats are the same in every town and city I visited. Sure, we have different tastes in food but we all need the same things—shelter, food, playful stimulation and lots of attention. Of course, I took lots of photos of my Journey Through America.
Hola kitties! I'm in the kitchen and I'm serving lunch. Anybuddy buying? I'm treating my pal Jamal Jonez aka Mr. Jones. Even sitting in the sink isn't dampening his appetite. The calico in the background is a new recruit of the Alleys, my street gang. Just like my restaurant, I only serve the best noms at home.
Yes, TW hates my new dry cat food. She has a problem feeding me kibble cos I'm not a water drinker. I get a few pieces overnight but that's it. But, cos I'm doing a review, she had to fill the bowl a little more. In turn, I have shunned all my wet food in favor of this new, incredible kibble.
Valentine's Day just passed but February along with June are the two months associated with lovers. Lovers looking deeply into each other's eyes saying those three little words—I. Love. You.—while sitting in a darkened restaurant. What could be more romantic than sitting close to the one you love sipping nip wine while being bathed in candle light? How about ordering a food called I and Love and You as the entree?
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