I likeah pictores and I takeah a lot of picturez cause mah human knowz how kool I iz! Dis is poetry in motion mah human makeah of me. Each slide was hand created by dah cute tings I do. I am a future YouTube sensation!!!
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Sexy Kitteh Time...
Cat lovers loving their cats!
Doggie lover Jealous?
Dis ladeh needah a kitteh...
Dank u Kamikaze Kitteh Owner friends! U iz kewl in participatin in da scientific studeh...
Where iz meez?
Herez I am! Why did all da oter kittehs get da hot chicks?
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Technological Kitteh...
So in da modern age peoples wonder wat da kitteh prefers to play with! Da following videos show mah reaction to IPad game with Mah Human, IPad game with mahself, and with da old fashioned games. You decide wat I likeah!
The Cat Lady
I know it is mah blog but I likeah mah human so I shall grant her a time to share about why she loves me so mush!!!
Every day I'm learning in life there are few things that can strike more feral emotion from a total stranger than mentioning that you own a cat. There are two types of people in this world. First there are the cat lovers. Everyone knows a cat lover but when we think of a cat lover it normally doesn't entail the person we know in real life. Rather it entails a shabbily dressed older lady in desperate need of a makeover. She owns a 100 cats and she pleasures herself by scaring the little kids in by throwing spare cats at them if they go near her front yard.
I always wanted to be that women. I would sit and watch her on the Simpsons or read about her in the papers and think way to go women! After all she always had enough money to live and never worried about her hair. There was a societal freedom that she has that I knew I lacked. I was a girl who from birth was expected to be someone, to look a certain way, and to be perfect. This crazy lady was not expected to be anyone and she could just sit and pet cats or throw them at whatever random kid happens to piss you off.
I digress, that is a cat lover stereotype. It is facilitated by who I suspect, people that are not cat lovers. After all if they can say all cat lovers are crazed Mrs. Havershams, than their raw hatred of cats is understandable and in fact virtuous in protecting society from those crazed fur balls that will infect innocent allergy sufferers and kill all the birds.
My family were cat haters. My dad being the ringleader personally bringing about a kitty cat Holocaust. Before I knew guns were for shooting people or deer I knew they were meant to shoot cats. In fact I suspect my father bought a gun for the sole use in annihilation of the species.
I hate to use stereotypes but my father but my mother always said about my father: you can take the redneck out of the trailer but you can't take the trailer out of the redneck probably was a pretty good description of him. He was a very smart man but there were things like cat shooting that I think were in his DNA. My childhood with him was a cross between cocktails and Hank Williams.
Anyhow he would get out a gun every time a cat from the neighbors came on to our property. I don't think he ever got one. The problem is I think our next door neighbors had the same hatred for dogs and when you added in the mass amount of alcohol it was a no brainer. My father and their father always fought over the canals and water rights. The neighbor hated our dogs so much that one day he got drunk and attempted to shoot one of them (or possibly my father but I'm hoping it was the dog since they all still live together after 35 years). Unfortunately when you fire a gun at a nimble animal while drunk accidents happen. He shot his own pet goat.
The goat live but he always walked funny after that. I think that is when my father realized the sheer stupidity of shooting at cats. The gun disappeared which I'm glad about because I have a feeling something worse than a peg legged goat would have occurred. Nevertheless his hatred of cats continued.
Maybe that is why I like cats so much! Maybe it is because according to people I'm aloof and uncaring. Maybe it is because I love the smell of fresh kitty litter in the mornings... I hate being personal about life. I would rather make jokes, but whatever the reason I've had cats since I was 18. First it was Cat, than Woody, and now it is Bob and Henry (Kamikaze). During those last 12 years there has been a lot of joy for me but there has also been a lot of pain. From the time when I flew off a freeway or had my surgeries it wasn't my husband who was there for me. It wasn't my family. All of them were too busy caring for themselves. It was my cats who were there. They sat on my lap and napped on my head when I would nap. When I cried they would sit and listen.
That is the thing about pets and cats specifically. If you care for them they will always care for you. I don't know where I am going in my life. According to a lot of people my life is just where it should be but I want something more! I want to make my life my own rather than just taking care of everyone else. I don't know when I make the choice to move forward who will be standing by my side except my kids and my cats. Even when my kids leave for college my cats might still be alive and kicking. Than I can get a few more and start throwing them at the kids who keep throwing their balls in my yard after school.
Every day I'm learning in life there are few things that can strike more feral emotion from a total stranger than mentioning that you own a cat. There are two types of people in this world. First there are the cat lovers. Everyone knows a cat lover but when we think of a cat lover it normally doesn't entail the person we know in real life. Rather it entails a shabbily dressed older lady in desperate need of a makeover. She owns a 100 cats and she pleasures herself by scaring the little kids in by throwing spare cats at them if they go near her front yard.
I always wanted to be that women. I would sit and watch her on the Simpsons or read about her in the papers and think way to go women! After all she always had enough money to live and never worried about her hair. There was a societal freedom that she has that I knew I lacked. I was a girl who from birth was expected to be someone, to look a certain way, and to be perfect. This crazy lady was not expected to be anyone and she could just sit and pet cats or throw them at whatever random kid happens to piss you off.
I digress, that is a cat lover stereotype. It is facilitated by who I suspect, people that are not cat lovers. After all if they can say all cat lovers are crazed Mrs. Havershams, than their raw hatred of cats is understandable and in fact virtuous in protecting society from those crazed fur balls that will infect innocent allergy sufferers and kill all the birds.
My family were cat haters. My dad being the ringleader personally bringing about a kitty cat Holocaust. Before I knew guns were for shooting people or deer I knew they were meant to shoot cats. In fact I suspect my father bought a gun for the sole use in annihilation of the species.
I hate to use stereotypes but my father but my mother always said about my father: you can take the redneck out of the trailer but you can't take the trailer out of the redneck probably was a pretty good description of him. He was a very smart man but there were things like cat shooting that I think were in his DNA. My childhood with him was a cross between cocktails and Hank Williams.
Anyhow he would get out a gun every time a cat from the neighbors came on to our property. I don't think he ever got one. The problem is I think our next door neighbors had the same hatred for dogs and when you added in the mass amount of alcohol it was a no brainer. My father and their father always fought over the canals and water rights. The neighbor hated our dogs so much that one day he got drunk and attempted to shoot one of them (or possibly my father but I'm hoping it was the dog since they all still live together after 35 years). Unfortunately when you fire a gun at a nimble animal while drunk accidents happen. He shot his own pet goat.
The goat live but he always walked funny after that. I think that is when my father realized the sheer stupidity of shooting at cats. The gun disappeared which I'm glad about because I have a feeling something worse than a peg legged goat would have occurred. Nevertheless his hatred of cats continued.
Maybe that is why I like cats so much! Maybe it is because according to people I'm aloof and uncaring. Maybe it is because I love the smell of fresh kitty litter in the mornings... I hate being personal about life. I would rather make jokes, but whatever the reason I've had cats since I was 18. First it was Cat, than Woody, and now it is Bob and Henry (Kamikaze). During those last 12 years there has been a lot of joy for me but there has also been a lot of pain. From the time when I flew off a freeway or had my surgeries it wasn't my husband who was there for me. It wasn't my family. All of them were too busy caring for themselves. It was my cats who were there. They sat on my lap and napped on my head when I would nap. When I cried they would sit and listen.
That is the thing about pets and cats specifically. If you care for them they will always care for you. I don't know where I am going in my life. According to a lot of people my life is just where it should be but I want something more! I want to make my life my own rather than just taking care of everyone else. I don't know when I make the choice to move forward who will be standing by my side except my kids and my cats. Even when my kids leave for college my cats might still be alive and kicking. Than I can get a few more and start throwing them at the kids who keep throwing their balls in my yard after school.
Kewl Kittehs with Kewl Owners!
I iz a kewl cat. Mah human iz not so kewl but ohs well! Herez is mah burn book for da kewelest Catz in town.
I iz Kitteh Sexxxy
Philosophical Kitteh is Philosophical
Live 9 lives and prosper!
Gato Caliente! Ay ya ya!!!
Da retail value of dis kitteh is priceless!
Smells like Teen Kittehs!
Funny guy who dumped Katy Perry but still likeah da kittehs!
Kitty Perry, hope she at least kept da Kitteh!
Eatin dah Fancy Feast...
Since da year has started mah human keeps wantin me to be eatin da Kat food. So dis is a list of dah stuff I've stolen to keep mah figure up!
- Cheese
- Pancakes
- Refried Beans
- Pinto Bean
- Arroz Con Habicheulas
- Breakfast Sandwich
- Cereal
- Chicken Salad
- Chicken Dinner
- Pot Pie
- Taco Meat
- Cookies
- Salami
- Ramen Noodles
- Chicken Noodle Soup
- Dog Food
- Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich
- Turkey Sandwich
- Spaghetti
- Waffles
- Ravioli
- Burritos
- Eggs and Bacon
- Pasteles
- Tamales
- Enchiladas (beef and Chicken)
- Beef Stew
- Ravioli
- Chicken Alfredo
- Chicken Pot Pie
- Chocolate cake
- and yes finally I tried cheeseburger!
Drop Box Kitteh
Everyone thinks I got mahself a perfect life of leisure but it ain't dat simple. For starters I got crazy bebahs always wanting to get meez. But before I came to da Cakes House I was in peril for mah life.
When I was only about 6 weeks old some human dropped me in a box in front of dah Animal Shelter. Those were purty scary daze! On average Messilla Valley Animal Services kills 12,000 animals a year cause they have no homes and humans who want dem. Dat means around 1,000 of us gets marked for death every month according to www.dogcruces.com (link to adoption needs for cats in Las Cruces NM).
I was lucky cause I was a cute little kitteh with a great personality. Who is gonna put me to death? But many of mah friends were not so lucky and many of dem are still sitting in cages waitin to be adopted. The saddest part is dat people think black kittehs are bad luck. Dat sucks. We are not bad luck. Anyhowz we black cats are the most likliest color kittens to meet the great scratchin post in da sky.
Pleaze if you are lookin for a good new kitteh think about adopting before buyin! Especially da older cats and dogs need homes. Too many good animals go to da trash dump every year for no reason but bad humans. Be a good human by adoptin and than spaying/neutering your pet.
Why I am Kamikaze!
Everyone always askah me why I am called Kamikaze Kitteh!
Back in da day Kamikaze Fighters were the most feared warriors of World War II. Dese men were trained to fight to the death and sacrifice whatever it took to win da war. Dey were fast, and stealth like in their actions.
Well to get what I want I have to be tough too. Oderwise I'm just an ordinary cat. So I trainzed myself to be strong fighter like da Kamikaze Warriors! Mah favorite thinga is jumpin into da cabinets like a secret spy blendin in and jumpin onto mah bebeh humans nanny! I than eatah da good food. I get wat I want and win da wars.
Final Project Wrap Up...
When I started this project I was just the crazy cat lady
who planned on doing a project for the crazy cat lovers of the world. Why?
Because crazy cat people should have a voice in the social dialogue that
goes beyond the idea of the crazy old lady on “The Simpsons” throwing cats at
all of the kids. Cat lovers are people
who clean littler boxes and snuggle in front of the television late at night
with a warm furry body and the lull of a soft purr.
Some cat lovers are crazy but than again some cat haters are
crazy. One’s sanity does not determine
why one loves cats. Rather it is that
unspoken connection that some people have with their cats. Instead of seeing this little animal around
the house as some annoying creature, the animal takes on a depth of
personality. Cats don’t stay as nameless
blobs to a cat lover. A cat lover takes
the time to get to know who their cat is and what makes that cat special.
By understanding their animal and meeting the animal’s needs
a magical thing happens to cat lovers: the cat gives back. That cat comes to them when they are sad and
sits on their head. The cat snuggles up
late at night or greets the human happily in the morning. What was once a relationship between man and
beast turns more into a relationship amongst friends.
A cat lover stops long enough to see the world, as others
don’t. They understand that their place
in the world is not all high and mighty to the point where they are better than
this furry little allergy maker. They
have a spot in their home and life to share it with an animal.
This bond is not only about cats. When my little dog died after seven years and
I realized the cat bond goes beyond cats.
When she went missing I announced it on Facebook and other social
media. My neighbors and friends dropped
what they were doing to help me look or spread the word. Many people interrupted their lives to help
me find a seven-pound fluffy little dog.
When I announced that she had passed many of those friends stopped by my
home, hugged me in stores, and one even brought by flowers. My husband who had never owned an animal
before cried as he buried her in the back yard.
The animal lovers understood that this was a loss. The non-animal lovers probably thought I was
crazy. No one died after all, at least
no one human. Someone special did die
and even though she didn’t wear clothing or speak English she was special and
an integral part of my life.
The Kamikaze Project is an ode to these special
animals. It focuses on Henry, my cat
that I adopted last year. I picked him
as a subject because he was almost killed in the shelter. He was abandoned as a kitten in the shelter’s
drop box and marked for death when I adopted him. I picked him up as a gentle kitten and he was
perfect. A warm little body that purred
and snuggled in my arms as if he was begging me to not let him go. I didn’t plan on taking him home that day but
I couldn’t leave him there. Since
adopting Henry I realized he was a very different individual animal. He acted affectionate and psychotic in the
same breath.
I wanted to try and figure out what the world is like
through his eyes. This is not new for
cat lovers. ICanHazCheesburger is all
about this. It is worth over $30 million
dollars. It is popular because humans
see pictures of cats and place captions about what the cat is thinking. LOL Cat videos and several other forms of
media do likewise things. It is all
about the cat lovers need to humanize their cats.
In this goal to humanize their cats we have created IPad games
and cat music. Some people dress up
their cats while others will send them to cat spas. This project answers the question in a
multi-faceted way. I choose to
digitalize it in order to reflect different genres of communication that are
increasingly found in this modern world.
I could have written a book but than only the professor would have
probably seen it. Through being on
mediums such as YouTube and Blogspot the project can reach other people. For me multigenre is in part meant to start a
dialogue and to have a dialogue people have to see it. Because this project has been online for a
month over 100 people have viewed various parts.
In this sense the project comes full circle. I started by trying to delve into the world
and mind of one cat. From that point the
project went on to look at relationships between humans and cats in various
ways. Because of the different genres
and mediums touched other people have been able to delve into this world that
Henry started and I’ve learned and understood better how other people’s relationship
with their cats is both varied and similar.
By this with one cat, a lense of society can be seen.
In loving memory of Mackenzie 12/06 to 11/21
She wasn't a cat but she was still Kewl!
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