Savannah's Paw Tracks

Autobiography of a Former Shelter Cat

Happy New Year to All!!

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!! IN 2024!!!

I have been gone since my dear sister Sage dashed off to The Bridge. Mom L and I have still not come to terms with missing her so much. But it is a New Year and I wanted to let you all know that my Princess castle is doing well and I am still here and keeping the youngsters in line! MOL

Mom L and I made this little graphic to wish all of you a very Happy 2024 New Year.

Sadly our precious foster, Amber (Dory’s mom) is still waiting for her forever home. We wish she liked the company of other cats because then she could come out and play with Dory and Domino and Katie. But she really only wants to be with humans. Please send her your most encouraging purrs to help her bring her permanent family to her this 2024.

I hope I have not lost all of you and that some will let me know in comments that you would enjoy having me back again, even with Friday Memes. I must say that Dory, Domino and Foster Amber do not disappoint when it comes to silliness!!!

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

Thankful to celebrate life with our beloved Sage

HIYA!! LINDA HERE

12:30 PM (PDST), Friday October 6, 2023—our home stopped breathing, everything around us stood still. Peter and I held our breath—knowing that our precious, sweet eleven-year-old house panther Sage had just started her journey to The Rainbow Bridge. All else before and after that moment is still a bit fuzzy.

Many of you have known Sage and “TKS”—The Kid Sage as Savannah called her when she first joined Savannah in their forever home. Savvy was about seven years old and Sage about eighteen months old. It took a long time but eventually Savannah tolerated Sage sleeping between Dad’s legs, or under the covers with him while she slept by my side.

We believe that Sage has visited us at night a couple of times since last Friday. She knows how inconsolable our grief still is. We had so little time to come to understand her diagnosis, let alone come to grips with it.

Just five weeks ago she was diagnosed with large cell lymphoma, aggressive and terminal. With attempting chemo treatment, she might have four to five months more. If no chemo, then maybe four to five weeks! We started the first chemo capsule; but we could see that more lesions were appearing all over her body. We knew it wasn’t working; and that was the verdict last Wednesday.

We are so very fortunate that my best friend happens to be our retired feline veterinarian, Dr. Josie. On Friday morning about 4:30 AM, I visited Sage where she was resigned to stay downstairs. We don’t think she could move. We called Josie immediately about 8 AM and she changed her personal plans to come over to help us send Sage painlessly onto her journey to The Bridge.

I waited to post on Brian’s Thankful Thursday blog hop so that everyone knows how very thankful we are to have had precious, beautiful and loving Sage in our lives. She is much missed by our young Domino and Katie and our foster Dory. We believe that Nana also knows Sage is missing.

I never expected to learn that Brian himself would make his trip to The Bridge before I could post. Or that my good blogger pal Pattie Kleinke, aka Cathy Keisha aka CK aka Stunning Keisha—would also pass the same day as our Sage. I’m so very sorry for Brian’s family and Pattie’s. We know how deep their loss is.

Thank you to Ann Adamus for making these beautiful images of our girl Sage. And thank all of you who have enjoyed reading about Sage’s exploits with Savannah from 2014. She was picked out special by her Dad P—she was his forever Princess House Panther. Sage is so deeply missed and yet—we feel eternal thankfulness to have called her “family”.

PAW PATS AND HUMAN HUGS, LINDA

Friday News for Friday Sads

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So I know I have missing for over a week. The news from my castle is troubling and sad. Let me tell the troubling

Mom L is having surgery on Monday to repair her prosthetic knee on her right leg. It has been buckling under her for months. This has caused her to have several hazardous falls onto cement floors, hard wood floors and down one flight of our stairs. All this caused recurring  trauma to her right ankle to the point she can barely walk without a cane.

We hope the knee repair will stabilize her leg so that her footsie doc can help her heal her right ankle so she can get back to her gym routine. So Mom L will not be able to help me keep my blog post going for about two to three weeks.

We have also been finding more dumped kittens, weighing only one to two pounds each at  our city park colony where our Delta View Cats nonprofit feeds a small colony. These kittens come to Mom L and Dad P to find solutions to what happens to them. Our county animal services will not intake them and guarantee an adoption path. The county shelter has adopted the “Capacity for Care” cat sheltering protocols and either do not intake friendly adults/kittens or if they do, they will euthanize them rather than try to find a foster for them.

So far, we have had eight pass through my castle over the last three weeks. They spend decompression time here and then Mom L moves them on to fosters with our partners at Community Concern For Cats.

I promise to share photos once Mom L is back at our laptop. Now Mom L will tell the “SADS” in my castle

Mom L here—please forgive Savannah for not being around for a while. She explained my physical health challenges. However, this week,  our family took on a blow that almost crippled Dad P and me.

Our precious, soft, snuggly Sage aka TKS, has terminal large cell lymphoma. If she can tolerate the chemotherapy she may have four months. If she cannot, then maybe four weeks.

Dad P and I are simply gutted! Dumbstruck! We know sweet Savannah aka Nana has been in our hospice care for almost two years. We never dreamed we will lose eleven year old Sagie first. I cannot say more. I will tell more some time later.

Please forgive Savannah for going missing for a few weeks. We both hope we can be back once I can sit and write on the laptop.

Send comforting purrs to our beloved Sagie. We know she cannot be healed. And rest assured, Peter and I will not allow Sagie to suffer, not for one moment.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

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