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26 Oct 2012

Friday Frolics With Dad…

Hiya! Savannah Here!

I know you never get tired of photos of ME (MOL!)…but I wanted you to see that I really, really do play with Dad! In fact, he puts me through a really good workout.

He was particularly(vocab building project VBP) skilled in this session…he used my fave Peacock Feather to keep me running back and forth like a crazy cat through my Fast Leopard Teleport Tunnel…funny though, this time I kept coming out the other end and into the very same room????….hmmmmmmm….wonder why it takes me to other blogs to visit sometimes, but not then…must get back to you on that thought..

Anywho, Dad and I had quite the FrolickingWorkout…

…you can see I am sort of just “warming up” here…reach and stretch fer 1 and 2 and 3…

…now I reach forward with my front paws so I can give my hind legs and toesies a nice stretch too…push and reach fer 1 and 2 and 3…

…and then I flex my front claws…giving them a nice stretch while also subduing (vocab building project VBP) the Peacock Feather…

…when I did that last move, I noticed the Fast Leopard Teleport Tunnel and thought I better make sure nothing was hiding in there…”heeelllloooo”…

…OK, I saw something dangling in there, I dashed to the other end so I could sneak up on it to check it out…

…Oh Cat! And I came out the other end!…Never encountering (VBP) a single thing…what the h___!

…I had to take a break and think about that experience…sort of an existential (VBP) moment…Dad let me have some time alone to think, he’s really great that way…not all, like “talk to me Savvy”…like Mom is…

…now I am ready to go back in…oopps…first a quick grab for Peacock Feather just to make sure it knows I see it…

…hmmmm…wonder if Dad can still see me…(looks behind…of crap…the tail again!)…

…back to the other side…heeelllooooo…can you see me???…anybody there….????…I thought this was a Teleport tunnel…why don’t I see some of my furriends when I dash through???

…the whole effort made me tired…so I took a short nap…just to keep up my energy…

Paw pats, Savannah

12 Oct 2012

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Friday Fun

Hiya ! Savannah Here!

Mom didn’t have time for a proper post today, so I had to do this myself.

I had a great play time with Dad last night…Here I am putting the bitey bite on my fave Peacock feather…

Paw pats, Savannah

Posted in Fitness Recovery, Mental Recovery, Savannah's Life Experiences and tagged adopt adult cat, cat recovery, scared cat, trust

10 Oct 2012

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Words or No Words…I am recovering

Hiya! Savannah Here!

Just a teeny intro to my semi-wordless Wednesday post.

I want to tell all of my furriends how far I have come in my recovery from being a completely traumatized adult shelter cat who had no trust for any human.

Look at me now, having gone through a move from the only home I have known for 8 months to a new home. I am confident, I have claimed almost every room for ME, ME, ME…heh…heh

And I am making use of the boxes as they empty them…all with trust in my Dad and Mom and knowing we are together and they will keep me safe and loved.

Just yesterday, I was so eager (VBP) to get to my dinner Mom was serving…I tried to take a short cut under my pal Nanuk’s belly (he is my plush Sibe pal I do morning perimeter patrol with)…and I was too big to go under him and he fell over on top of ME! Eight months ago I would have run UTB in terror…but yesterday, I just stepped aside so Mom could set him back up, and then I walked over, calmly, to my dinner.

Let’s hear some APAWS! APAWS! And thank you all for reading my words on wordless Wednesday…

…boxes for ME!…

…OK, I know some of you look at detail…and yes, Dad said that is indeed a booze box…sigh…so embarrassing…

…what?…I’m just sitting here, minding my own business…OK?

…and sad but true…I had to perform for my dinner last night…

…Mom just can’t shut up and let me do my thing…no wonder I got nailed by Nanuk right after this performance…but I let her know just what I thought at the end, huh?!…the Global Cat Mark of Disdain…heh…heh…

Paw pats, Savannah