My Phenomenal Progress!
HIYA!! SAVANNAH HERE!!!
I know I may appear to be a bit grumpy in the photo, but rest easy, I am actually very excited. But you see Mom L caught me just settling in for my afternoon nap on this wonderful vintage quilt she carefully folded in hopes I would not find it a comfy bed.
HAH!! Wrong was she!!! That sun puddle had my name on it and the quilt was folded to a size that matched my gray furs and full figure purrfectly. I agreed to chat with her about the title I wanted for this blog post and I approved her edits to my two AMAZING videos which prove that I have just recently made incredible, phenomenal progress is my recovery from early trauma—before I found my perfect castle and family of course.
Ugh! Mom L kept on talking to the point I began to think I needed to get some sunglasses!! Why she couldn’t just wait until later I have no idea.
So about my amazing progress report! Mom L and Dad P went away to the mountains for a whole week. They looked and looked for new pet sitters for me because my new one was getting married. She didn’t seem to want to come stay with me and TKS—something about wanting to go with her new husband on some stoopid honeymoon! Whatever!!
I TKS we actually required two pet sitters to cover a one week period. They are both registered vet techs and they split up the week. They are very much sought after as you can imagine.
So the second day with us, the first pet sitter, Miss Kat (no pun, none whatsoever!) was off work and stayed home to get to know us. She recognized my invitation to approach me instantly!! I was on my beloved stairs and asking for attention and play!!
And if THAT isn’t enough to shock your socks, check out this next video where I actually talk to her a couple of times and I PURRED out loud for her!! TURN YOUR SOUND UP LOUD so’s you can hear me give her a couple of meows and lots of purrs toward the last ten to fifteen seconds.
Don’t you think this is remarkable progress for me!! I really liked Miss Kat and hope she can come back. Mom L got a bit teary eyed to see me open up so much to a stranger. Guess Miss Kat must know some cat language, right?