Savannah's Paw Tracks

Autobiography of a Former Shelter Cat

Do You Perform Stair Troll Duties?

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I remember back years ago when the gang at Katnip Lounge called my preference for sitting on the stairs my “Stair Troll Job”. And here I am, still at it!

Caught me! Resting my eyes on the job

Caught me! Resting my eyes on the job

OH, well, at least in that first photo I was gettin’ ready to ‘start’ my duties as Stair Troll. Here I am now, eyes wide open (almost) performing my “Stair Troll Job” while also enjoying a delish’ sun puddle.

See? I am so on duty...eyes are open even if squinting

See? I am so on duty…eyes are open even if squinting

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Perhaps I Was Mistaken

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So last blog post, here, I admitted I did not believe I had any of that exploratory gene that TKS seems to have in abundance. But I’ll let you all decide. The cupboard door was left open briefly, while Mom L collected something she needed, then she turned to use it…

Do you see anything alive in this cupboard?

Do you see anything alive in this cupboard?

Do you see anything in that cupboard that might be connected to a Russian Blue and white cat?

The telltale white tipped paw

The telltale white tipped paw

I knew they jig was up. Mom L found me out. So I politely exited.

Oh, gosh. That was exciting!

Oh, gosh. That was exciting!

*sigh*…Perhaps I DO have some of those exploratory genes like TKS after all. And you know what, I kind of like them!

Paw Pats, Savannah

Where Oh Where Has The Kid Sage Gone?

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Personally, I see absolutely no reason to go off exploring around cubby holes and open doors. Nope, never do that myself. But The Kid Sage, she seems to find all of these to be some mystery only she can solve. Ha!

Why just the other day, I heard Dad P downstairs calling TKS. Then he asked Mom L if she had seen TKS. Mom L said “nope”.

Eventually, there was a tiny mew coming from somewhere in the kitchen. Dad P was busy making dinner and had been in and out of the spices in a lazy susan cupboard. He opened the door and what do you suppose he found?

Oh, Hi Dad! Want something??

Oh, Hi Dad! Want something??

Even though he tried, he could not contain his laughter. So he called Mom L and she was fast enough to capture these less than perfect photos.

Want me to pass something out to you?

Want me to pass something out to you?

Dad let her know it was time to come out and she easily obliged.

*sigh, can't have any fun around here...*

*sigh, can’t have any fun around here…*

Thankfully, I have none of her exploratory genes in me, right?

Paw Pats, Savannah

 

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