HIYA! SAVANNAH HERE!!!
I don’t know about you but my life just gets more and more complicated. I get myself all set up and settled in and then stuff happens. Na’ mean??

What’cha mean? I didn’t see any hunk of cheese
I just know whenever the humans ask me what happened to some hunk of their chow, I am gonna get grilled!
What? No, no!! I don’t mean “grilled” like some piece of meat or fish or broccoli. I mean held to questioning about where I was and when—and what was I doing—and who can testify what I say is true. Seriously, my humans watch way too much crime scene, mystery TV!!!

Nope! I seriously don’t wanna talk right now—huh? Yeah, I said NO!
What more can I say. The Kid Sage aka TKS is a food thief. And she splits from the scene and leaves me hangin’ out to take her fall. That TKS is one sneaky feline.

Yeah, yeah—I know where your missing chow is—but I’m not talkin’ unless I get kibble
Sad to say, but I CAN be bribed.
PAW PATS, SAVANNAH