Hiya, Savannah here…and oh cat! are Dad and Mom excited about the photo they got of me…woo hoo!!!
See…I do this move…especially when I get really excited about being brushed…I hop up on my hind tippy toes…arch my cute little neck…and hold my front paws in a darling little position like a prancing pony…so I lift my head and shoulders up to catch the brush before Dad or Mom even reach me…I am that excited to be brushed!!!
Dad has been trying for weeks to capture it with their new clicky thingy…but I do it sorta fast and all he gets are my front paws and no head or just my head and no paws or just a huge blur!! MOL
I believe it is my singular best move…it always make them both go “awwwwwww…” and I can get almost anything I want….meow
…betcha’ some special treats you are all going “awwwwwww….” right now, huh???!!
No, seriously…ya gotta believe me…I am catgone totally darling when I do this…and sometimes I do it in rapid succession…I may let Mom and Dad do a video later…
As you know, this is my autobiography and I really am trying to tell efurryone about my recovery process, steps, set backs, etc. Adopting an adult cat is special work…
No one who knew me at the shelters would believe that I would been doin’ this…I don’t think they realized the power of the words they labeled me with, like “unsocial, mean, angry”, and as the months went on…fewer tried to ‘socialize’ me…they assumed I wanted to be left alone hiding in my cubby bed. Just not true…I luvluvluv being petted and especially brushed…that’s why I created the Prancing Pony Move!
This is how my Prancing Pony session ended…Mom brushing my tummy…
I am off to find my nom noms for tonight…paw pats, Savannah
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