Savannah's Paw Tracks

Autobiography of a Former Shelter Cat

It’s A Blurry Kind of Selfie

HEY EVERYONE! THE KID SAGE HERE!!!

Savannah refused to do the Sunday Selfie so we can join our pals at The Cat On My Head for their Sunday Selfie blog hop. Click the badge to see more cats forced enticed to take selfie photos.

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Mom L tried and tried to get me to sit still and take my selfie this morning. But, I was just wound up and wanted to play. I was moving so fast every time she clicked she was getting really, really frustrated.

At least you know I have gold eyes...right?

At least you know I have gold eyes…right?

I was trying to sniff the iPhone to make sure it wasn’t going to take away one of my nine lives. They are very dangerous you know.

I was really getting impatient because Mom L just kept shoving that iPhone in my face so I always moved so the photos were blurred…heh…heh

Come on Mom L. I don't want to do this

Come on Mom L. I don’t want to do this

Finally Mom L pulled out her trump card and called “PETER!!”. I knew it was over. Mom L called Dad P for help. I was doomed to be in a selfie.

Ok, ok, don't squeeze me so tight Dad P

Ok, ok, don’t squeeze me so tight Dad P

And this is what we finally came up with. Hope you like because I sure don’t.

Satisfied Mom L!!

Satisfied Mom L!!

HEAD BONKS, THE KID SAGE

Moments with Savannah and Sage

HIYA! SAVANNAH HERE!!!

After the huge blog posts I had Mom L doing this week,I thought I would give her a break and let her post some photos. Yes, yes…photos of me and TKS.

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We have been having some stress lately over the last couple of weeks. I have been extra agitated by her presence and she, as you can see in this next photo, has been intent to help me feel anxious by taking every opportunity to corner me.

Touch me TKS and you will regret it...just sayin'...

Touch me TKS and you will regret it…just sayin’…

But still, TKS and I do manage to find some time to accommodate being together occasionally just to keep Mom L and Dad P off our backs…oh, we do love them lots…but they stress so much when we don’t get along…sigh

 I have the sun puddle...she has the bed

I have the sun puddle…she has the bed

We still share my our king size bed with Mom L and Dad P in the morning when they have their coffee and watch and read the news. I snuggle next to Mom L and TKS…well…she climbs on Mom L out of my reach…heh…heh…

Mom L...you will keep me safe from HRH Savvy?

Mom L…you will keep me safe from HRH Savvy?

I allowed TKS to have a sun puddle yesterday…I must have been feeling generous.

I caught the sun puddle!

I caught the sun puddle!

Sage was so happy with finding some sun that morning; she totally spread out.

TKS chillaxin'

TKS chillaxin’

And I grabbed my chance at the sun on the tower in the guest bedroom…

ahhhh...the sun...

ahhhh…the sun…

TKS grabbed her sun on another tower but where she could see me if she needed to make sure I wasn’t sneakin’ up on her.

TKS caught some sun on the  tall tower on the landing

I took my turn on the tall tower on the landing

I am still struggling with learning to share space with Sage. I wish I could just relax and enjoy her company. But, my former trauma before coming to my permanent forever castle continues to challenge me. Just this week I not only bit Mom L, but I used my claws to whack her…my bite drew her bloods. I have never ever done that since I first came to live here so we are all wondering what happened? Mom L was just holding her hand still for me to rub against it like I always do…and then ‘wham’!!!

So there you have our latest update. We continue to move forward, then take some steps back. But the ‘move forward’ still happens so please join us doing a “happy dance”.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

peeEss:  My pals Silver, Nerissa and I are havin’ a GIVEAWAY!  We are givin’ away copies of Rescued: The Stories of 12 Cats, Through Their Eyes to three lucky readers.  To enter, simply leave a comment on one, two, or preferably all three of our adventure posts. (click on the links to each post to leave your comment)

In the Nip of Time: Part One
In the Nip of Time: Part Two
In the Nip of Time: Part Three

You many enter only once on each post. Draw is open worldwide unless prohibited by law.  Deadline to enter is 11:00pm, ADT on Sunday April 19th, 2015 and winners will be announced on Nerissa’s Life blog, Wednesday April 22nd.

 

Paw It Forward: Spay, Neuter Impact Program (SNIP)

We forgot that today was B4TC ( Blog For The Change: Be The Change For Animals) And so Mom L and I dedicate this blog post to this very important global blog event.

WE ARE THE CHANGE FOR ANIMALS 

I pawticipate

I pawticipate

HIYA!! SAVANNAH HERE!!!

Many of you know that Mom L volunteers once a quarter at a clinic called SNIP (Spay, Neuter Impact Program). This last Sunday is the first one she has been able to do since she had knee replacement surgery. Yes, Mom L does now have not only one, but two, bionic knees!

And no, this does make her any faster in delivering treats and meals…just sayin’…

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I asked Mom L to take you through her experience this time because she did something she had not done before and loved it.  Take it away Mom!

Mom L:

Thank you Nana. I appreciate you letting me share my experience with your readers.

The SNIP clinic is run by an all volunteer organization and funded through donations and some grants. The vets, vet techs and the ‘staff chef’ and all others are volunteer people who want to make a difference in the numbers of stray, feral cats in predominately our east county. I so enjoy the time I spend here. This time I could only manage a half day; 7:30 AM – 12:30 PM. I had to take a two hour nap when I got home!

Let me tell you why.

I started with being on the intake table for all the rescue organizations who trap the cats to bring them to this low cost clinic. We spayed and neutered 109 cats Sunday and about 60 of those came through my intake table. I write on their trap tag their assigned tag number which will follow them throughout the whole process and I also note their color/breed. I work with a woman who is expert at identifying the color and breed.

This all requires standing for about 2 1/2 hours straight! But I get to see so many beautiful feral cats; even the large Tom cats with cuts and scrapes from so many fights are wonderful to see up close. Although, I always keep my fingers well outside the traps as those Toms and even females who were born feral can be very agitated.

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We have a wonderful woman who brings in this fabulous spread of food and snacks to keep everyone fueled. I did not get a photo this time, but her lunch always has vegan, vegetarian and gluten free selections!

After admission was gearing down, I was sent to do ‘transport’ of the cat from the weigh station to the operation prep area. In the photos below, you can see the area where the cats receive their anesthetic injection. It is loaded with 3 types. There is a DVM present who always gives the injection while a volunteer rattles a pen or something on the trap to get the cat’s attention. As they are feral, they usually back against the back of the trap and ZZAP!!! they have their anesthetic.

Then they are lifted when asleep to the scale, weighed, get a pretty thorough examine by skilled volunteers who look for flea conditions, dental needs, wounds etc. They receive a pain med shot at this time to help them through recovery.

Then it was time for ME to do my new assignment. I got to scruff them with one hand, then scoop their butts with the other to hold them somewhat away from my body as I carry them about 50 feet down a hall to the surgery prep area.

Let me tell you, a cat weighing 7-14 pounds, while asleep, is very dead weight! I must have carried about 30 cats over about 2 hours.

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I had a very fulfilling day. We had one beautiful Tom I fell in love with; he was a lovely dark brown tabby with polydactyl front paws. I hated to think of him being released back to his colony.

And that is the crux of this work. Can you believe we have so many cats who look like these??? (hover to view captions)

Most of the cats Sunday, and every clinic, have luxurious coats which tell they get fed and have some safety. I cannot describe the joy of knowing that I was one of the few humans who may ever touch these cats. Each and every one of them is special. Each and every one of them need humans to help them survive with some resemblance of care and love. Even the beat up Toms tugged at my heart wishing they had never needed to know such a life.

If you have never volunteered at a local rescue during a spay, neuter clinic…I highly recommend it. It is an honor to be able to do something for these feral, stray cats who are only in this type of life due to humans.

During the time the cats are out of their traps, the trap is lovingly cleaned with fresh paper and disinfected. They also receive flea treatment, vaccinations and even a quick dental extraction etc if needed.

And then they are released back to the same place where they were originally trapped. Please send positive energy and healing purrs for all our ferals.

Thank you for reading until the end, Mom Linda

This is our Blog 4 The Change: Be The Change For Animals.

I pawticipate

I pawticipate

 

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