Savannah's Paw Tracks

Autobiography of a Former Shelter Cat

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Saturday Photo Hunt and An Earlier Post…

Hiya! Savannah Here!

Another early post…

FEBRUARY 28, 2012 Post:

My First Memories

So, OK.  This is what I was told, not what I remember…cuz’ I kinda can’t remember stuff until I was finally saved from the county shelter by Tammy and taken to Kitty Corner…so here is what I was told and I have added the little bit I kinda remember…mostly stuff about how I was feeling…

Intake date – 11/30/10 – night drop at the Martinez shelter. Came in as a stray…

  • If  I could’a cried I would have.  OMG…I am in a cage, someone must have trapped me or maybe my last family just couldn’t keep me and so decided to drop me here.
  • First thoughts…thank you whoever you were that you dropped me at the Martinez shelter and not on the side of the road!!!    Whew!  First missed bullet!
  • Oh dear… I am so afraid

I was at the shelter till December 22, 2010– then was taken to Pittsburg Petsmart and then I was brought back to the shelter on January 20th 2011 for a cage break…

  • Oooohhhh…I am so scared…what is going to happen to me…
  • Does anyone want me…and what did I do wrong…I am so sorry if I did something wrong… please forgive me
  • And…I so totally know the Martinez Shelter and Petsmart were really trying to       help me—really—they were totally kind…it was all just so scary

Now I have had a cage break—that means I was allowed to be out of a small cage and given a tad more space then taken to Concord Petsmart January 31, 2011

Then…I had to go back to the shelter on Feb 3rd 2011 cuz’ I was showing signs of depression…then I caught a bad cold—called a URI.

I know the shelter was ready to, well….you know what…ummm, ahhhh, put me to sleep forever cuz’ nobody wanted me…I was so withdrawn, hiding in the back of my cage…shivered a lot out of fear I guess…I don’t know…sigh…

Ok, I’m gonna stop for now—I am getting kinda sad and just like humans, we cats have forgotten memories and writing about this stuff is sorta bringing back some of those memories…so I’m gonna go find my Dad or Mom and hang with them right now…I need some pets and maybe a little play time too.

SATURDAY: September 22, 2012

…here is a photo of me in my first days with Mom and Dad…taken with iPhone…I was really scared…

That was what my Mom learned after questioning lots of peeps who were involved with me from the time I was dropped in the night  cage at the county shelter.

…now for current times…Mom and Dad have already prepared my prison  hotel suite for when I must be secluded while the movers take our furniture on Monday…(this is in keeping with Saturday Photo hunt “ESCAPE”)…this is my Kitty Potty Pod and feeding station…

…and my dark closet bedroom right next to it…

Paw pats, Savannah

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