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08 May 2017
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I Got It! I Think I Got It?

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

My purple super cat flying cape has been begging me to take it out for a spin. No matter how long I keep watching for something to happen so’s I can fly to the rescue, nothing appears that draws me to ramp up my super flying cape.

Heck, I’m just gonna lie down here and see if something pops into my head. A few crinkle and crackle noises later—Nope, nothing popping anywhere here. Not my head, toes, tail—nothing at all. How am I gonna explain to my super flying cape there’s nowhere for me to fly?

“HEY!! Who tickled my tummy?? What in Ceiling Cat’s name is going on under me and my super flying cape! Come on you hidden tickler, show yourself! What did you say? You aren’t gonna show up??!! Fine by me my little tickler, you are gonna have to suffer my mighty smack down paws!”

Kerwhap! Whop! Slap! Thunk!

Lightning speed smack down paws

“Gotcha you sneaky imp!” Ummmm—now I’m not so sure which paw caught the little sneak. Heck, I’m not even sure “what” that sneak actually is!

What did my mighty smack down paws catch?

It’s up to you my readers to tell me which paw caught my sneaky tickler AND what or who is the tickler’s identity. I won’t lift a paw until I hear from you.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

pEEeSS—for those of you who join The Cat On My Head’s Sunday Selfie Blog Hop, you might recognize my Sunday Selfie. Mom L was able to crop my face from one of these photos. Gotta luvluvluv online photo editing. And no, Mom L didn’t do a single thing to alter the color of my eyes. Seriously

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30 Jan 2017
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The Kid Sage Invites Herself to Dinner

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

None of you are gonna believe this blog post, but it is a situation that must be shared. Now I know that you all know I never, ever get on the dining table, right?

Just hanin' out until dinner is served

Just hanin’ out until dinner is served

Oh wait, yeah—well there was that ONE time so don’t go gettin’ all specific on me, okay?

Moving right along, so try to keep up with the story and don’t get hung up on pawticulars. As I was saying, in general, I don’t get on the dining table but TKS, now that is another story. Why do you know that she actually expects to have a place set for her at the table!!???

Hey Dad, would ya mind cutting some of that chik-hen and dumping it on my plate?

Hey Dad, would ya mind cutting some of that chik-hen and dumping it on my plate?

TKS simply cannot ever avoid trying to join Mom L and Dad P for their evening meal if chik-hen is involved.

my plate is empty

And then she goes and gets all in a huff when someone tells her this is people food, not cat food!

WELL!! I never!! How rude to label food so I can't have it

WELL!! I never!! How rude to label food so I can’t have it

Of course, TKS just can’t let it go. She has to try one last time. And what little trick in her tool kit does she use? Why those great big glowing yellow gold eyes!

Really, you're telling me "no"???

Really, you’re telling me “no”???

Almost looks like she ever has a little hurt tear escaping her left eye. Sheesh. Gotta give TKS some credit though, she sure does know how to get her place at the table.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

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12 Sep 2016
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Paw Tap Disaster

HIYA!! SAVANNAH HERE!!!

Well I hear that TKS used her chance at doin’ the Sunday Selfie to hint at the topic of my blog post today. Sheesh! That Kid has to make a big deal outta somethin’ she started in the first place. What she did was wake up my snoozing inner personality and got what she deserved.

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This happened Sunday morning while Mom L and Dad P were reading their e-edition of the Sunday newspaper and watchin’ their fave Sunday morning news show—CBS Sunday Morning.

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Why she thinks just ‘cuz she is a house panther she can move like some military stealth vehicle, I have no idea.

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And then she always decides to make something simple more complicated which of course means more risk—for her.

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And she just can’t help takin’ that extra little gamble.

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My snoozing inner self over as soon as I felt her warm little breath on my tail furs.

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Seriously? Who does she think she is? And why does she think I am losin’ my touch? Mom L and Dad P call this my “cobra move”…heh…heh.

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TKS had second thoughts our course.

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Do you happen to have a little sneaky sibling?

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

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