Savannah's Paw Tracks

Autobiography of a Former Shelter Cat

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I forgot my pal Speedy was having this totally cool Pirate Blog Hop today…*scambling to paw photo*

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Meow Like A Pirate Day 9.19.2013

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Paw Pats, Savannah

Arrival In New Zealand…ROAD TRIP!!

…the Old Booke Shoppe and Zealandia Mystery Adventure continue… (Beginning episodes on Dash Kitten, HERE, and Nerissa’s Life, HERE, and Savannah’s Paw Tracks, HERE)…

Previously on Savannah’s Paw Tracks…
Nissy: Naw…go on, text Dash to get ready to pull us through the 3rd tunnel on your transport…I know we both have to get through to the middle green section where your controls are…then we should eject with Dash’s help.
Savvy:  OK, but first give me that sprig…(Savvy tucks it into her fanny pak)…I don’t trust you having it so close to you.
 Alright…let’s get going…Dash is waiting for us at the third tunnel to pull us through if we need any help…”

Savannah:  (yowling for Dash)…DASH!!!???

Dash:  Savvy??…Nissy??…are you both in there???

Savannah:  yes, who else would be in here?? Come on, help me get out…(reaches paws up to Dash…)…kerplop!! Ouch!!  Dash, you didn’t have to drop me on my tail ya know!

Dash:  Oh, sorry Savvy…ummm…it was kind of hard getting your, ahhh, ummmm….you know…your rear end out and all

Savannah:  thanks lots Dash…Spitty wouldn’t say something like that to me ya know…harummppff.  And besides, it was because my fanny pak got stuck…(Savannah pads around to the top of the 3 Way Teleport Tunnel to reach in a get her fanny pak)…go on Dash…help Nissy…he’s a mess again

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Dash:  Nissy, grab hold of my paws…ummmppffffff…OK, he’s out Savvy

Savannah:  (looks over at the jeep Dash brought)…nice ride Dash…purrfect choice.  We have some really rugged country to get across before we can reach a high cliff over the ocean.

Dash:   Savvy, what’s this all about?  All I did was send Nissy an old book from an old book shop…I just thought he would be interested in that dried up sprig I found…but I never thought to have you both dash down here (no pun) or anything…what’s going on??

Savannah:  Ask Nissy…but let’s get going first.  We have a long way to go if we are gonna find the sunken continent of Zealandia…I have a feeling this is not gonna go well…just sayin’…

Dash, you have to drive…I have the map of the lost sunken continent of Zealandia…

Dash:  Ok, I have a map of New Zealand with me…let’s go.

Savannah:  (sitting between the two mancats…pondering how they will ever find out if any of the long lost Necata canipbis is left anywhere in Zealandia.  And Savannah continues to have a nagging thought that some “one” or some “thing” is trying to manipulate Nissy…but why???)

And off they go…whomping and bumping along dirt and gravel roads…

Nissy:  Thank Cod you got a 4 wheel drive Dash!!

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This mountain road is rugged…koff, koff…hack…not to mention dusty!!  I feel a serious hairball coming on…drive a bit slower Dash.

Savannah, let me take a look at that map.  Maybe we can find a really good cliff over the ocean where we can see any islands left from Zealandia.

(Dash slams on the brakes, all 3 cats sink claws into the leather seats)…WHAT??!!

SPLOOSH!!…Sorry guys, I didn’t see this stream through the brush…kawhomp, splash…drip, drip…

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Savannah pulls some MRE’s (Mice Ready to Eat) out of her fanny pak…do you guys want to have some noms??  I don’t usually go for the raw diet cat food, but this was all packaged, so I brought enough for all of us.

Nissy and Dash…licking chops…yummmmmm….let’s pull over  and have a bite and use the great outdoor litter box…heh…heh

After what seemed to Savannah a kabillion hours…they finally reach the cliff they want…overlooking the ocean…all 3 cats peer out over the ocean…looking for bits of sunken Zealandia sticking up from the ocean.

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Savannah:  Guys, I think I see something…way out…see that little spot?

Nissy:…oh yeah…let me get a closer look….(Nissy walks to the edge of the cliff)…

All of a sudden, Nissy lets out a tremendous YYOOOOOWWWLLLLLL!!!

Savannah and Dash look around and Nissy is nowhere to be seen!!!

NISSY!!!??? NISSY???!!!

Then a small voice whispers in Savannah’s ears…”go get him little ladycat”…and Savannah finds herself pushed over the cliff and hurtling toward where she now sees Nissy…sort of hanging in the air…caught in some kind of beam…but the beam is drawing him down toward the ocean…(where did that small voice come from???)

Savannah lets out a humongous shriek…AIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!!…and grabs Nissy’s tail…hoping to pull him back…in mean time Savannah screams back to Dash…

Dash, Dash…grab my tail!!  Hurry!!  And whatever you do, DON’T let your paws leave the ground!!!

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Too late…Dash is already being pulled over the cliff too…and he grabs Savannah’s tail in hopes of not losing either her or Nissy…and they are all pulled toward the ocean…

…to be continued to the story’s conclusion tomorrow on Nerissa’s Life.  Be sure to read previous episodes before tomorrow…Episode 1: Dash Kitten; Episode 2: Nerissa’s Life; Episode 3: Savannah’s Paw Tracks…this post is Episode 4.

Paw Pats, Savannah

Sniff…Sniff…Mom and Dad…BUSTED!

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

What is a cat supposed to do?  I ask you all…we allow our humans a modicumpaw of free will to act…and off they go…cheating on us!!!

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I find it purrfectly acceptable for Dad and Mom to volunteer at my former shelter.  I am fine to have them touch those kitties who are waiting for their furrever homes.

BUT…I NEVER EVER said they could go…not once…but twice…(and now I learn this will continue for SIX MORE DAYS)…to the home of not one, not two, not three…BUT the home of SIX cats!!! AND there are FOURTEEN CHICKENS!!!(non cooked BTW!!)

They come home reeking of SIX CAT smells…they don’t even bother to cover it up.  AND I saw Mom take some of my wand toys!!!…just because I don’t use them doesn’t matter…harrrruuummmpppfff!!!!!

Mom says these are “special cats”…like I care!  And even the chickens are supposed to be some kind of “airborne” something or other….sure, sure…

So here are these other cats…seriously…and most of them look alike…none, except maybe Special Forces Ranger Toby, are nearly as attractive as ME!!!…

Oh, I didn’t tell you yet…these cats and chickens live on something called a “base or fort” and they call themselves The Kitty Platoon and the chickens are the “Airborne Squad”…what the heck is that all about?????

…this one is called Captain Fokker…(what ever….)

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…then Second Lt JV…

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…Private First Class Hummvee…

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…here is Private Smokey…I think he is speculating starting up his own blog…yeah, yeah…

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…I bet you are already confused, huh?…can hardly tell them apart…Mom says she can but I doubt that…now Special Forces and Ranger qualified Toby…him, I can call really ‘special’…

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…and finally…there is Specialist Carl Bob aka “Crybaby”…he whines apparentlypaw_15px.jpg

specialist Carl Bob aka crybaby
…and here is this “Airborne Squad”…aka “Raw Chickens”…

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The truth is…Mom told me last night…she and Dad agreed to help a good friend by going by to check on her cats to make sure they got some play time.  Someone else is feeding, scooping the potty pods (lordy there are a lot of those I bet)…and feeding the raw chickens.

…here’s some photos of the kitties getting major play time with Mom and Dad…(yes the cats can go outside, but their compound has electric at top of fence so kitties stay safely inside…)

…Carl Bob looks like he is dancing!

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…he just can’t keep those paws on the ground…

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…an indoor flying squirrel move…

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…not to be outdone…Smokey goes for Da Bird…

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…and gets Da Bird…

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…Captain Fokker keeps his eyes focused…just like he learned in Ranger School…

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…and JV…keeps everything in focus…including Mom’s handbag, iPhone and car keys…

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Paw Pats, Savannah

peeEss…Private Smokey tried to go with his Mom as carry on luggage…

Private Smokey Packs for Kaui

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