Why Me???: Monday Meowsie News
HIYA!! SAVANNAH HERE!!
This question has been on my mind for quite some time now. You see, I was coming to peace with having to wait for over a year to have Mom L and Dad P finally find me at my former shelter. I was patient, I waited and waited and waited until they were able to open their minds to my telepathic messages. After careful review of all the humans who I could chose to be my guardians…I finally pointed my paw to them and Ceiling Cat asked me to just be patient, so I was. And here I am, in my happy furrever home.
Well, clearly I was not careful enough with the mind blocks I set in place in Mom L and Dad P’s tiny human brains. They somehow remained open to another cat’s telepathy…next thing I knew…The Kid Sage showed up.
What?…the bed moved…did you see the bed move?? I am trying to have a private little chat with my furriends…no privacy…not any more…none whatsoever…
She’s behind me on the bed…right???…MOUSES!!!
*large sigh…rolls eyes*…this is sometimes just too hard. It has taken simply MONTHS trying to
shriek at her coach her about the many protocols in place…like “Never ever look at HRH Savannah directly…avert your glare gaze”. Why, my poor throat is raw from having to use my hisser so much. And I have all but lost my ability to project a proper growl toward her as my growler mechanism is now thoroughly hoarse. Slow learning Kid for sure…sheesh
Did my bed just move again???…
Who invited her to drop around to join Mom L and me reading our Sunday paper? Dad P??? Did you do that?? Pllllhhhheeeesssseee tell me you didn’t tell her it was ok!!
And she is GLARING at me…I can feel her beady yellow laser stare…DAD!!! Tell her to stop staring at me or I’m gonna tell Mom!
See, see! This is the disrespect I have to put up with; why I never!
MOUSES!!! I just put my weary little head down…weary from having to
glare stare her down…and she moves again!
Do you see that??? Huh, huh…do you??? She is making her sneaky move on my treats and my bestest, firstest most softest ever favoritest brushie!! NOT MY BRUSH!!! Mine, mine…my precious!
You can see I am barely able to get a good hiss going there…I am so tired and my hisser is so sore.
Well, I have a final message for The Kid Sage…
Talk to the paw of destruction…just sayin’…
Paw Pats, Savannah
peeEss…please do not forget to hop over to join the fun at the auction my pals Alfie and Mollie are throwing for sweet Mabel’s memorial costs…Mabel’s Mum misses her terribly…and she is pretty short on the green papers to pay for the vet costs when she tried to help Mabel survive from bloat…click HERE to transport over and learn about the auction which STARTS TUESDAY!