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Autobiography of a Former Shelter Cat

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I Cannot Believe It!! Can You??!!!

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

OH!!  MY!!  CAT!!!!  

I AM A BLOGPAWS 2017 NOST-TO-NOSE PET BLOGGING AND SOCIAL MEDIA AWARD

FINALIST!!!!

SQUEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Go ahead—you know you wanna touch that gorgeous badge below—PAW IT NOW! You will transport to view all the other 2017 Nose-to-Nose Award Finalists.

I felt like I had been hit smack in my nose when Mom L read the announcement to me. And the category I am in, well, gosh, it just makes me feel so humble. Ya see, I never thought about folks seeing my blog as a CAUSE BLOG. I guess I do get pretty riled up when I am sharing my Paw It Forward Projects or trying to get the work out to my readers when I see somethin’ that just isn’t fair to kitties who don’t have a voice. Why I have even loaned my voice to really deserving woofies when they needed help.

Hmmmm…THAT is what makes me a CAUSE BLOGGER! I care and care passionately about my blog posts that are intended to send a message or issue a CALL TO ACTION to help out other animals.

THANK YOU ALL for being my readers and giving me encouragement to share my “causes” with you. I wouldn’t be here without all of you.

I also wanna thank all those judges at BlogPaws for selecting my blog for this amazing honor. Sadly Mom L can’t get to that conference this year, but she and I will be there in spirit.

My Sunday Selfie is a photo I nominated for the 2016 Nose-to-Nose Awards. And Mom L made some really nice magnets she shared with folks last year. I hope you all like it. The only photo editing Mom L did was to get a bit more light.

This is the image she used to make the pawsome magnets. This says it all for me as a cat who is focused on giving a voice to all those companion animals in need. I am an adult shelter rescue cat and I try everyday  PAW IT FORWARD so others get the same lift up as I did.

Thank you BlogPaws for giving me this honor.

Just paw the badge below to transport to The Cat On My Head’s Sunday Selfie Blog Hop.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

 

Momma Kat (aka Mandy) Is Home

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

I won’t keep you in suspense. Mandy, as I have named Momma Kat, will remain for the rest of her life in the care of her foster human. The foster human is also keeping all five of her kittens for as long as they live. It was determined by the foster that the tightly bonded family would suffer too much anguish if they are split apart.

Mom L has tried to get contact with their now permanent guardian in order to deliver Mandy’s Hope Chest. We have had no response after a few attempts to reach out to schedule delivery.

So I made another decision. I told Mom L it was time to find another cat who is as deserving as Mandy to give the hope chest items to. I’m sure Mandy won’t mind and would approve of the two adult male cats I have chosen.

We have never been able to get updated photos of Mandy and her five kittens, who are about ten to eleven months old now. But I thought you would enjoy viewing those that we have collected over the course of this story.

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Alas, none of the five kittens have been given names either. The rescue organization and foster human decided that this family of six did not need to be separated to assist them in becoming more socialized to humans. They have therefore become more bonded to each other and even other cats in this home. They did not want to hurt the cats’ feelings by separating them. The foster believes separating them might mean taking a chance that someone might grow tired of them or decide to get rid of them which would leave them with never seeing their siblings again and years of loneliness and even pain.

The rescue did not promote Mandy or her kittens through their network of supporters since last summer. We do not know why. They have been listed on Pet Finder and the other cat rescues Mom L got to courtesy post them on their own websites. And of course, Mandy has been hugely promoted by all of you! Thank you for trying to help her.

I don’t know about you kitties and woofies reading this ending to Momma Kat’s Mandy’s story, but I don’t think we have the same feelings about sticking with our birth family as humans do. We are not the same as hawks, wolves, Sandhill cranes and others who mate for life. We are not like Elephants, wolves and Kangaroos who stick to our birth parents for a year or longer.

We can be separated and once placed in a loving home with a safe space in which to live and food to eat, we do not look back over our tails to see what happened to our siblings, or even our parents.

This makes me wonder if humans all too often attach their own feelings to us rescue cats and make decisions for our care based on what “they” would want. What about what “we” want like our very own humans to give us chin scritches and laps to nap on?

Please help me figure this out by leaving a comment to answer this question.

Can humans assign too many of their own range of “feelings” like “anger”, “guilt”, “sad”—to rescue cats, when considering a best placement for them?

Now allow me to introduce you to the two adult shelter rescue cats I have chosen to be recipients of Mandy’s hope chest. It will be split between them. (please do paw each photo to bigify—worth it!)

Charming Jack aka CJ

His rescue organization describes him and his story—“This poor little guy was brought in to a county shelter assumed to have been hit by a car and with his right rear leg in bad shape.  After being evaluated by specialists, it was determined that surgery could not fix the bad break and an amputation was necessary.  Three sturdy legs later, this guy is all purrs, pets and affection!”

Happily I can report that CJ has just been adopted into a marvelous home!!

Bailey

Dad P provided limo service for Bailey when he went in for one of his checkups. His rescue organization describes him and his story.

“Once being fed as a stray cat, a woman found him in bad shape one day with his right eye badly damaged and his jaw out of alignment.  Taken to a public shelter, it appeared he’d been hit by a car and immediate care was needed.  His right eye was beyond repair and was promptly removed and his jaw was realigned and sutured as it heals.  Yet despite all of this, nothing slows his purrmotor down, nor his muffin-making with his paws in total contentment.  He is such an amazing soul!”

So there you have it! The hope chest contents are still going to adult shelter rescue cats who have survived being hit by a car—just like courageous Mandy!

Don’t forget to answer my question in comments. Here it is again—

Can humans assign too many of their own range of “feelings” like “anger”, “guilt”, “sad”—to rescue cats, when considering a best placement for them?

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

Flash From the Past

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I know that lots of my readers never knew me when I first started my blog. So I asked Mom L to help me find one of my post in my first year of blogging that we could share with you now. If you have time, let me know in comments what you think of the “me” from the past. This was posted April, 2012.

RE-POSTED FROM: April 3, 2012

Sooorrryyyy…I have failed as blogger…..

Okay,Okay,Okay…we have had some computer problems for last few days…Mom L has not had time to “channel” my thoughts as much as I like….buuuuttttt…

SHE BOUGHT A NEW DIGITAL CAMERA TODAY…

YES!!!  JUST FOR ME!   shhhhhh…Dad doesn’t know!!!

Now, just a little post tonight to remind you to read my sidebar menus…but before I post that…seriously…this is how I get so many head rubs from Dad P…)…I present my chin…

 Then…I let him brush my head…ummmmmm….ahhhhh…

Now…I….OH MY GOSH….I NEVER THOUGHT HE WOULD PUT THESE PICTURES ON MY BLOG…..Humiliating…..my EB condition is showing! Seriously, I don’t like others knowing I have EB, it’s not every cat’s challenge I know, but I am one of those who has this serious feline condition. Not life threatening, mind you, but it can show up and cause a cat like me to become very embarrassed.

 

OOOKKKAAYYY….I like t’have my butt brushed….FINE!!! So tell the world!!!! FINE!!!

That’s it for now…on to what’s most important….HOW a CAT MUST BE AD-DRESSED!

Okay,Okay…I know Mr. T.S. Eliot wrote this really cool poem called “The Ad-dressing of Cats”

BUT…I just wanna talk about how Dad P and Mom L work really hard to AD-Dress ME ‘cuz I am in recovery…

I scare pretty fast, am afraid of my own shadow, and whine and whimper inside if I think someone is trying to get too close to me. I am scared they might swat me, chase me or somethin’ like that.

NOT my DAD P and MOM L…NEVER…but it makes it hard for them to know how to AD_DRESS ME ‘cuz I have ups and downs.

So….here’s how they do it…I think it’s pretty cool myself…

First…they bow from the waist, no really! They do that!!  Cool beans, huh?!  Anyways, they bow from the waist so’s their faces are more level with me…then they offer their fingers for me to sniff.  Com’on…really THEY DO!  So, I inspect their fingers and if they don’t have anything yucky smelling on ’em, then I kind’a have this really cute little move…

I sort’a lean towards them with my chin lifted, turning my head away, but this way I make my chin available for a stroke or rub or two, etc.  Got it!  And that’s how I roll…NEVER FAILS…they always do it that way…

Check out Mr. Eliot’s poem from Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats:

Read On…

THE AD-DRESING OF CATS

You’ve read of several kinds of Cat,
And my opinion now is that
You should need no interpreter
to understand their character.

You now have learned enough to see
That Cats are much like you and me
And other people whome we find
Possessed of various types of mind.

For some are sane and some are mad
And some are good and some are bad
And some are better, some are worse –
But all may be described in verse.
You’ve seen them both at work and games,
And learnt about their proper names,

Their habits and their habitat:

But

How would you ad-dress a Cat?

So first, your memory I’ll jog,

And say: A CAT IS NOT A DOG.

Now Dogs pretend they like to fight;
They often bark, more seldom bite;
But yet a Dog is, on the whole,
What you would call a simple soul.

Of course I’m not including Pekes,
And such fantastic canine freaks.
The usual Dog about the Town
Is much inclined to play the clown,
And far from showing too much pride
Is frequently undignified.

He’s very easily taken in –
Just chuck him underneath the chin
Or slap his back or shake his paw,
And he will gambol and guffaw.
He’s such an easy-going lout,
He’ll answer any hail or shout.

Again I must remind you that

A Dog’s a Dog – A CAT’S A CAT.

With Cats, some say, one rule is true:
Don’t speak till you are spoken to.
Myself, I do not hold with that –
I say, you should ad-dress a Cat.
But always keep in mind that he Resents familiarity.

I bow, and taking off my hat,
Ad-dress him in this form: O CAT!
But if he is the Cat next door,
Whom I have often met before
(He comes to see me in my flat)
I greet him with an OOPSA CAT!

 I’ve heard them call him James Buz-James –
But we’ve not got so far as names.
Before a Cat will condescend
To treat you as a trusted friend,
Some little token of esteem
Is needed, like a dish of cream;

And you might now and then supply
Some caviare, or Strassburg Pie,
Some potted grouse, or salmon paste –
He’s sure to have his personal taste.
(I know a Cat, who makes a habit
Of eating nothing else but rabbit,
And when he’s finished, licks his paws
So’s not to waste the onion sauce.)

A Cat’s entitled to expect
These evidences of respect.
And so in time you reach your aim,
And finally call him by his NAME.

So this is this, and that is that:

And there’s how you AD-DRESS A CAT

Closing: February 27, 2017

Let me know if you think I sound different almost five years ago from how I sound today. I like to think I have been evolving more and more and showing my REAL SELF.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

 

 

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