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Autobiography of a Former Shelter Cat

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Dinner Time—HRH Savannah Style

HIYA! SAVANNAH HERE!!!

As you all know, I am a pawticular cat. I expect, and receive, my meal when and where I please.  My Dad P makes sure my wish is his command. Gotta luvluvluv my Dad P.

I always have to have at least two to three servings of my brekkies. Dad P understands this more than Mom L ever can. And Dad P serves my second and third brekkies anywhere I ask.

Yummy! My second brekkies delivered in my sunroom

Yummy! My second brekkies delivered in my sunroom

It’s kind’a sad that TKS just can’t seem to get the same service. Do you think that has to do with the fact that TKS INHALES her food??? What say you  my pals??

Please YRH Savannah! Can I have just a nibble or one large slurp???

Please YRH Savannah! Can I have just a nibble or one large slurp???

I must tell you, TKS—”No, as they said in the olden days…you can go eat fishcake!”  TKS has to learn that I am a most discerning cat connoisseur of all things friendly to cat consumption. TKS would consume anything given a nanosecond to inhale.

Sad, sad…but true. Do you have a cat or woofie who is ready to munch on any old thing no matter what it is???

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

Where Do They Hide That Option?

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Kitties and Woofies one and all. I have a total conundrum. I am sure it is just me, but I can so use your assistance.

Where, oh where, do these evil online products HIDE their “auto renewal” agreements?? I mean, here’s the deal. I must justify all my expenditures to Mom L, as she does have those disgusting but usable opposable thumbs, na’ mean???

Once again, I decided, as is my right ‘cuz I own this blog, to experiment with a particular product which shall go unnamed. Now when I experiment with said product types, I always, always try to insure that I have hunted down and killed deleted any and all buttons that force me to agree to “auto renewal”.

Sadly, I must admit, I missed one. Yes, yes—Mom L found one of those ridiculous charges on my our credit card bill.

GOBSMACKED I WAS!!!

Say what? I most certainly DID NOT PAW THAT BUTTON!!

Say what? I most certainly DID NOT PAW THAT BUTTON!!

But, now whoever “THEY” is, seem to want all my special ID numbers. Do you all think this might be someone attempting to steal MY IDENTITY??? *SHOCK*

Have any of you been held hostage by that unfound “auto renewal” button? Please, please share with me in comments how in Ceiling Cat’s name did you get OUT OF IT!!

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

 

One Thousand Posts and Counting

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Oh My Cat!! Who would have EVER thought I would be posting my ONE THOUSANDTH BLOG POST!! Certainly not me and totally NOT Mom Linda!! (aka Mom L)

We started with very humble intentions of sharing with volunteers about my life after Contra Costa Humane Society’s Kitty Corner. Kitty Corner is a free roaming, private, no kill shelter for adult and special need cats pulled from my local municipal shelter. And yes, they also take in kittens from the shelter during “kitten season”. But their focus is on adult cats—like me.

Mom started taking my dictation around the  second week I was with her and Dad P, which was December 9, 2011. Here is the first letter I sent to my former roomies and caretakers. I was with Mom and Dad for about twelve days. Mom thought it would be fun to have me send a note back to my roomies and let them know how great I was doing in foster care.

I think this was probably my fifth blog post. I was just learning how to communicate my messages to Mom L, ‘cuz as you know, she has those silly thumbs! 12/21/2011

HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO MY ROOMIES AT KITTY CORNER

FROM SAVANNAH

Me trying to look relaxed

Me trying to look relaxed

Hi Guys! Just wanted to let you know how I am doing with my Foster Mom (FM) and Foster Dad (FD).  They are so cute! They just wait on me hand and foot, no kidding, really—who knew!!  I share their, well, I guess now “our”, master bedroom and bath—and they let me roam the whole house, even up stairs now. Pretty cool, huh?

Just hangin' out on FM's toes

Just hangin’ out on FM’s toes

So, here’s what I am up to. You can see me in the photo above, just relaxing, sitting on FM’s toes—yes my butt is on her feet.  Warm. I had just been playing with my new catnip toy, running around and amusing her—she likes that. I also have a scratching post, actually two—one down stairs and one up stairs—crazy huh? They just love spoiling me!! Anyways, I hide out under their, oops, I mean our, bed most of the day.  But I come out, entertain them, let them pet me lots and I go exploring around when they are not watching—love those birds on their our deck.

His footisies are warm

His footisies are warm

One thing I learned about myself, and its kind’a embarrassing—I am afraid of my FD—not him personally—just that he is a “guy”.  I am warming up to him—he is really kind and talks gushy to me—such a cutie he is. Above you can see a photo of me with him, and yes, I am sitting on his toes too. I don’t know what it is; I just like having my butt resting on someone’s feet.  Go figure.

So I really am finding I like to be petted, and then I can’t stop myself, I just start purring!  I love when FM pets me all the way out to the tip of my tail.  She sometimes just pets my tail and holds it—really nice, I like that.  FM and I have been working on my waistline—I know—some of you were too nice to say, but I was getting a bit pudgy.  So we have this routine to help my gluts get tighter which slims down my waist a bit.  She starts her pet at my head and when she get to my back-end, I lift my butt all the way off the floor, then she starts again, while I lower, then we repeat it 5 times for  two sets. Whew!! It is tiring, but I am looooookking gooood—woo hoo! (2016,I realized this is a condition known as EB, or elevator butt.)

Who knew "clean" could be so tiring???

Who knew “clean” could be so tiring???

Well, just a couple of more things and then I have to run—I am really very busy these days, not like I was when I was hanging out at KC.  Really, you guys just would not believe it is me and only a week away so far. Now,above you see me just crashed on our bed. This was cleaning day—some stranger shows up and cleans the house—scary! So when she left, FD and FM found me crashed on the bed.  I was exhausted from being on guard. I let them get in bed with me, but I never moved. FM uses her electric blanket—LOVE THAT!  So I stayed close to her all night.  Well, gotta go now, catch ya all later, Savannah

Here is a whole bunch of photos of Mom L’s cherished photos of my first year and the next three years with her and Dad P.

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If you have a favorite photo, let me know in comments and Mom L and Dad P will make a one dollar USD donation to Contra Costa Humane Society for every comment up to one hundred!!! Woo Hoo!!

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

 

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