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Autobiography of a Former Shelter Cat

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Secrets shared on my stairs

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

As you all know, if you have followed me from the beginning, I OWN any stairs in my castle. These steps are my personal domain and anything said or done on these stairs must be made known to me!

WELL! I caught  Domino, the new youngling, saying something to my trusted lady in waiting, sweet Katie. You can see he is directing his words to her—not having cleared his message with me!

*SHOCK* I see Katie responding!! And I have no idea what thoughts they have just shared. Will I ever be informed?? Should I fret about what they may be keeping secret from me???

Nawwwww!!! At eighteen years of age, there ain’t nuttin’ I haven’t seen or heard that’s gonna ruffle my furs!!

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

 

What’s crawling outta your kitchen sink?

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

Mom L and I let out shrieks when we saw this black sink monster appear comin’ outta our sink just yesterday! Do you have a black sink monster??? Maybe this is like some kind’a kin to that Nessie the lake monster over in Scotland???

Then we got closer and realized that it was just silly man Domino!! Crazypants boycat!!

He climbed outta of the sink finally and then he just sat on the kitchen counter, knowing he was gonna leave his furs on all those clean dishes. He didn’t event look guilty!

Last thing he did was square off in his meatloaf position and stake out what he thought was gonna be his claim to a part of the kitchen counter while Mom L was getting our dinner ready. HAH!!

He was “invited” down with a sweep of Mom L’s hand and when he landed on the floor, he got a sweet of my right paw whap! Why I never ever counter cruised. This boycat has to learn more manners. Right?

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

A cry for halp!!!

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

Well my dear loyal readers, I just do not know what to do. Mom L and Dad P received a plea for halp from a former castle foster kitty, Gigi. I told Mom L to share this with all of you to see if you have any suggestions for me to pass along to sweet Gigi.  *wrings paws in concern*

Deer Auntie Linda and Uncle Peter,

OMG, you would not BELIEVE what is going on here. This Human has decided I am ‘s-t-u-c-k’ in an interaction rut, so she decided it was time to “push” me a little ways outside my “comfort zone” whatever that is. Well, OK, I mean I didn’t even know what she was talking about.
And then….  and then… Oh, I cannot even bear to type this with my tiny paws….. and then,
SHE. PICKED. ME. UP.
No, I am not kidding.
Scooped me right under my beautiful soft belly and LIFTED ME BODILY off the floor.
Time must have stopped for a few moments, because at first I was in shock and didn’t move. Then she tried holding me a little closer to her.
WHOA! I came to and let her have it with all 10 of my little swords and then she down put me right quick. I sprinted UTB.
But she just wiped the bluds away and said, “Not soooooo bad for a first attempt”!!!
I didn’t like the sound of THAT!
Halp me.”
XOXOXO Gigi
So do you guys think I outta send to Gigi so’s she doesn’t get caught up like that again??? Any coaching? Suggestions on how’s to avoid the hooman’s sticky hands? Thanks for your halp!

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

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