Savannah's Paw Tracks

Courage from a Furriend…Kind’a…

So from my post yesterday, you guys know I am having a bit of a set back in my recovery process.  I have had so many emails, comments and Tweets from my furriends with encouragement…means a lot to me and Dad and Mom.

Well, I am still in need of some courage to get back to doing a couple of things I have done before…like napping in my upstairs bed in Mom’s office window while she works for me. Now I just zip out when she comes in…and I don’t go into our bedroom in the day any more either.  I used to luvluvluv taking my afternoon naps in there…now I am hanging most of the day in my cat tower…napping (maybe I am depressed????)

Sort’a sad, huh?

Anyway, so Mom suggested I go spend a bit of time with our “Sibe” who guards our front door…His name is Nanuk. He’s the closest thing to a “furriend”I have in our home ‘cuz really, I am an only cat.  But, even if he isn’t the “real deal” Sibe…he has courage like all Sibes and he guards our front door.

So I spent some time with him yesterday…hangin’ out and just channeling our thoughts quietly back and forth.

I think it may have helped a teeny bit ‘cuz I slept really good with Mom last night…I snuggled tight against her legs and stuff…and Dad fed me this  morning right next to his chair and I actually ate! Even with him sittin’ right there!  I usually wait to be all alone…I’m kind of a nervous eater.

That’s my day.  And I think we can get courage from our furriends even if they may not be totally like “real”…it’s the process that counts, huh?!

A big “arrooooo” and “woo woo woo” to all my real Sibe friends.  Paw pats, Savannah

Sigh! Couple of Steps Back…

(Putting paws over my eyes and have tiny tears…siiggghhh…)

So I’m not sure what happened and Dad and Mom have no idea.  It started before the unmentionable NAIL DAY even.

For months I have been napping in my special bed on Mom’s office counter…it is in front of a lovely window and I have fresh air, hear outside birds and stuff and lots of sun puddles…remember this photo…

  I was lookin’ over at Mom and channeling my thoughts to her for my blog.  I took naps while she worked for me, and I did not even mind when she turned on the nasty noisy HP thingy-ma-bopper to print stuff.  I just stayed right in my bed, never moved.

NOW, if I am in my bed and Mom or Dad even walk into the office, I hop outta my bed and leave. That’s it…don’t know why I do…and if I am napping when they come in and I wake and see them, yep…now you’re gettin’ it…I hop out and leave. I DON’T KNOW WHY???

The other regression goin’ on is about the family room TV watching at night.  I even had pics on my blog of me sittin’ on the couch next to Mom, watchin’ TV with her and Dad.  Siiggghhhh…sniff…teeny tears again…sorry…anyways, so now…I NEVER get on the couch with MOM…NEVER watch TV in the family room with them anymore…for the last maybe 4 weeks…and I DON’T KNOW WHY???  I miss my pets at night…

The absolute final paw was another fear I just learned I had…and it is AWFUL ‘cuz it is gettin’ toward really warm weather here and we have ceiling fans in most of our rooms so’s we don’t have to run the air con all night…nuff said about that.  The BAD THING THAT HAPPENED…Mom turns on the ceiling fan in our bedroom ‘cuz she thinks it is really warm for me taking my nap on our bed (she wants me to be comfy–sweet, huh?)…and WHAMOOO…my head jerks up, I see the thingy moving over my heard, my eyes get humongous…and I flee as fast as all four paws can take me!!!

I stayed out of our bedroom one whole night…and I don’t nap in there during the day for 3 days now. Mom and Dad don’t turn the fan on anymore ‘cuz of my terror…but I stay in the living room in my cat tower. I just came back to bed last night…whew…I totally missed sleeping with Mom, and Dad too of course.

I even did a little exploring today…right after I left Mom’s office when she came in (I was napping in my window bed)…anyways, I left and found an empty square cardboard thingy in the hall…it was open so I checked it out…inside and out…

That’s about the only teensy weensy itsy bitsy brave thing I have done since the “fan” thing.

So I got scared in Mom’s office for some reason????? Then got scared of sitting on the family room couch with her for some reason???? And now the ceiling fans scare me?????

So we are working on it as a family…recovery takes time for us adult rescue cats…we have memories we can’t talk about…and our bodies remember stuff too…thanks for the listen furriends…send me paw prayers and paw hugs that I can overcome my fear in the office and family room at least.  Happy Sunday and have a really good Earth Day.

Paw pats, Savannah