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Autobiography of a Former Shelter Cat

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W ordless Wednesday Wash

A girl needs to keep herself lookin’ good…purrrrrr…

…fini!…Hecho!…zrobic!… сделанный (sdelannyĭ) !…ya get the idea, right…

I don’t usually hang around in our office anymore, but I did this morning just to make Mom happy…so she did a quick photo shot…gotta luvluvluv that woman!

Paw pats, Savannah

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Me and My Big Mouth!!

WHAT???

PUUHHHLEASE!…you can’t be serious??…ya think these are YOUR afghans, RIGHT??…

…HA!!!…You so make me wanna laugh!…oohhh…ummm…just a minute, feelin’ a little yawn comin’ on here…(this is sooooo booorrrrrinnngg)…

…NO!  REALLY???…now I am gonna laugh…I can’t believe ya just said that!!….

…oohh…ahhh…I see…you weren’t talkin to me….figures….zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…

Paw pats, Savannah

peeEss, it always pays to make sure the peep is talking to you, not at you…

 

 

 

 

Monday Meowsie News

Hiya, Savannah Here!

It has been a really bizzzy, bizzzy week…whew…I needed my Sacked Out Sunday, I tell ya!

So you know now that some of my recent progress in my recovery has been that:

1) I now wake up Dad at 5:50AM with meows and throwing myself against him for some pets…and to make sure he knows I am up and ready for brekkies.

2) I either follow right behind Dad going to the kitchen OR I wait until he calls me…I never used to do that AT ALL…just started consistently this past week…pretty cool, huh?

3) I scoped out Mom ‘s lap, 3 days now…just thinkin’ about it…more about this at the end of ths post…wait for it, wait for, wait for it…(you are gonna like it, I promise…)

4) At last, I am starting to stay in my office bed in the window while Mom types up my notes for my blog…(‘course I am asleep, and usually when I wake up, I leave…but..progress)

5) I played with Mom in a room other than our bedroom…I played with her this morning in the living room…we played with my Three Tunnels…

That’s my Monday Meowsie News about my recovery progress…now here’s some pretty cool stuff about one of my newest toys…a crinkly bag…

Mom put it on the bed with me…and I thought…”what?…on the bed?”…and I was suspicious…

…then it made a noise! OH! something must be in it…so I slid my paws inside to check it out…still keeping watch in case something was trying to get me from outside the bag…

…WHAT?!  DID I HEAR SOMETHING??? On the deck??…

…no, no…hmmmm…over by the bedroom door????…what is that???…

…Holy CAT!!…IT WAS INSIDE THE BAG AFTER ALL!!!…rams paws inside to snag it…

…uummmmpppff…cant’ quite reach it…push, struggle…sttttrrreeetttccchhhh…almost….

…WHOA! tried to sneak past me on the side…quick shoulder roll to the side to keep it from getting out…

…GONE!!!…hmmmm…what was making all that noise?….Mom has the Black Feather Toy in her hand…nawwww…couldn’t have been her….hmmmmmm

That was my first session with the Paper Bag thingy…it’s nice…but a good ole’ brown paper bag is better…mostly ‘cuz it’s bigger!

NOW…again with the drum roll…boom boom boom and tappity tap tap…

I GOT ON MOM’S LAP…NOT ONCE, NOT TWICE…BUT 3 TIMES!!!!!!!!!!!…’COURSE I ONLY LASTED 2 SECONDS THE FIRST COUPLE OF TIMES…BUT LAST NIGHT I HUNG ON HER LAP FOR 10 SECONDS!!!

I even tried to sniff the afghan on her lap, but I got too nervous…and hopped down…gonna give it another try tonight…WOO HOOO

PAW PATS, Savannah!!

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