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Autobiography of a Former Shelter Cat

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Sun Puddle Selfie

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Have I ever told you how much I luvluvluv my stair case sun puddle?

Have I ever told you how much I luvluvluv my stair case sun puddle?

I am joining my pals over at The Cat On My Head for their Sunday Selfie Blog Hop…come on over and join the fun!

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Paw Pats, Savannah

Might Be Dirty Laundry to Some…Not to Me

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This may be shocking to some, so I suggest that you read on with your paws over your eyes…just sayin’.

I believe some of you may relate to my predicament just yesterday. Often there are things we secretly enjoy which we chose to keep hidden from the humans.

No one has ever seen me indulging in one of my secret fantasies until I was…*blushes*…caught on iPad video by Mom enjoying something I only have dared to dream of.

You see, I am not a ‘Nip Head’ like my very good pal Nissy. Nor am I into the ‘vine’ nor the ‘root’. I occasionally will indulge in some nip ‘IF’ it is very vintage.

But now salt…which the humans create tons of when they sweat whilst exercising…’NIRVANA’ to my senses. So I am coming out….not afraid to admit that yes, I am over the moon for Dad P’s work out clothes before being washed.  So there you have it. I hope you will still be my furriends after viewing this video.

As you can see, even The Kid Sage was astonished that I prefer Dad’s dirty workout clothes to his clean workout clothes. She is so fastidious, she only likes to dive into the clean stuff. Clearly, she has never lived on the streets.

Paw Pats, Savannah

When Is A Lump Not A Lump?

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While I was performing full time nurse duties for Mom L during her first two week home from hospital, I had to spend a good bit of time in our bed just to make sure she was warm and comfy and pain free. But as you can imagine, once in a while I just had to make that inevitable trip to the litter box. I never had to leave my duties to go eat, Dad P made sure if I was on duty then I received my meals in bed along with Mom L. Seemed perfectly normal to me, right?

Anyway, I made the litter box trip pretty quick this one time because I just knew Mom L needed me back quickly. She was restless. You can just imagine my shock when I jumped back on the bed to find this incredible LUMP right in front of me.

 

What the heck is that! It wasn't here when I left!

What the heck is that! It wasn’t here when I left!

I was very concerned that something had wormed its way under the covers with Mom L and I had no idea how dangerous it might be to her well being. It was a large lump under the quilt bedspread. That ‘other‘ very large lump on my left is, of course, Mom L’s leg hoisted high with an ice pack.

Back to the more important matter of that mysteriously appearing new lump under the covers. I sniffed, I poked…and still could not figure out what the heck it must be.

Let me nudge this lump. Hmmm...seems kind of soft

Let me nudge this lump. Hmmm…seems kind of soft

Still nothing from the lump. I was increasingly worried for Mom L’s safety.

What to do *wringing paws* Should I call for Dad P?

What to do *wringing paws* Should I call for Dad P?

And then that lump, that was NOT A LUMP, moved!!  It was TKS who had moved in while I was making my quick trip to the litter box. She inserted herself under the quilt bedspread hoping to take over MY nurse duties.

Harummppff! pfffttt! That TKS is just so annoying.

Harummppff! pfffttt! That TKS is just so annoying.

She climbed out, gave me a nod, and then left. Lucky for her because after giving her my back of disrespect I was gonna turn around and apply a little smacky paw. But then I reconsidered because I did not want to upset Mom L. She finally drifted off to sleep.

Paw Pats, Savannah

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