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Autobiography of a Former Shelter Cat

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The Chik-Hen Leg Mystery

HIYA!!  SAVANNAH HERE!!!

You all know that I, HRH Princess Savannah, never ever do anything that is sassy or silly or…ahem…against house rules. However, TKS seems to have a ‘no holes barred’ attitude relative to the ‘rules’.

Seriously? What was TKS thinking when she did this?

Seriously? What was TKS thinking when she did this?

So Mom L and Dad P had some of Dad P’s human relations hanging out with them for a few days. We were displaced and grumpy so thrilled to have them in our my castle.

As you know TKS totally luvluvluvs all things chik-hen. Dad P grilled some of that yummy stuff and the humans had a wonderful meal. And then, Mom L went back to the kitchen, next to my our office, and she was totally gobsmacked by what she saw.

What in Ceiling Cat's name is THAT!!

What in Ceiling Cat’s name is THAT!!

Mom L could not for the life of her understand what she was seeing. At first she thought it was one of our feather toys. Then she moved closer and thought I had really up chucked my whole dinner. Then she moved closer and realized that was a WHOLE CHIK-HEN LEG from their grilled dinner. Unfortunately, the platter was left on the kitchen counter, filled with tasty chik-hen.

Now WHO could have DONE THAT!!!

*slurp* tasty, very, very tasty

*slurp* tasty, very, very tasty

The Kid Sage (aka TKS) has been finally discovered as a ‘food a’holic’ with no thought of where she must search out and gorge dine upon all that she smells.

She is now under close human surveillance…na’mean??!!

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

Bad Table Manners Run in My Extended Family

HIYA!!  SAVANNAH HERE!!

You know I have shared some of The Kid Sage’s bad table manners, right? Oh, you say you missed that. Here, let me help you…just click here for the latest.

I have now learned that these same bad table manners apparently run in my extended family as well.

Can you believe what Cuzin Leo did?

Can you believe what Cuzin Leo did?

Mom L and Dad P were having sandwiches, for humans, with Dad Dave a couple of weeks ago. They barely had those sandwiches unwrapped, their crunchy chips and Cheetos laid out and then *thump*!!!  An orange lump of poofy floofy fur landed in the middle of their meals.

Oh Hi guys!! What's for lunch??

Oh Hi guys!! What’s for lunch??

He wandered around the middle of the table calmly checking out everyone’s food.

Hey Auntie Linda, those a some nice looking Cheetos

Hey Auntie Linda, those a some nice looking Cheetos

After a stroll over to his Dad Dave’s plate, Cuzin Leo decided there wasn’t much there that he was interested in.

Hmmm...guess there isn't any stinky goodness here for me

Hmmm…guess there isn’t any stinky goodness here for me

Satisfied, he calmly left, but with less noise that he did when he arrived. For the life of me I cannot figure out where Cuzin Leo learned his table manners. He certainly NEVER got that from me when he was living under my castle ceiling!

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

 

My Courage Is Showing…Why?

HIYA?? SAVANNAH HERE!!

Gosh, I simply cannot explain it. But when TKS hopped up to join me on the Ultimate Sun Puddle Bed (USPB), I simply accepted it as normal. Perhaps I should rephrase to ‘the new normal’?

Amazing

Amazing

But, we really only have one Sun Puddle Room (SPR) so I thought I ought to share…na’mean? The Kid does live here; of course only with my agreement.

Seriously Dad, you are interrupting our beauty nap

Seriously Dad, you are interrupting our beauty nap

Somehow I have been feeling a bit more frisky, brave and well…simply ‘cat like’.  I suspect why this is occurring on a more regular basis…but I am not yet willing to share. Soon, very soon, I will…promise.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

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