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Thankful for My Readers: Feline purrs all around

HIYA! SAVANNAH HERE!!!

I believe that gratitude ought to be shown when my pals show me so much kindness, caring and attention all through the year.

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So I am sharing a few of the highlights that mean a lot to me from my Year End Review from Word Press 2015.

Most viewed…

In the Nip of Time

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We Are Adult Homeless Foster Cats: Savannah reveals hopes and dreams

Adult Homeless Foster Cats

Nerissa The Cat Author: Gone but not forgotten

Nerissa, Forever (1)

Part Two: My Journey to Wellness

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Double Gotcha Day Party

WELCOME SIGN

Top Referring Site

Katnip Lounge

Most Comments 2015

Alert! White Tower in Danger

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FIVE most active commenters

My 2015 most active commenters are not in order of most comments…just sayin’…

And lastly…my most special mentor, sweet Sammy from One Spoiled Cat, has passed an award to me. I am going to pass this along to any anipal who loves awards, bling etc. as I do. Sammy, my mentor. taught Mom L to make a tent for me when I was first with Mom L and Dad P…

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And I quickly took to having a place I could call my very ‘own’…

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Sammy passed an award to me which I am offering to all felines, woofies, bunnies, ferrets, etc. who love the BLING as much as I do. My first award in two years. I know many of you don’t do the ‘award thingy’ but many of us adore being recognized.

And I RECOGNIZE ALL OF YOU…MY READERS…THANK YOU…

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PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

Come Meet Queen Victoria Noire: An Adult Homeless Foster Cat

HIYA!! SAVANNAH HERE!!!

I am now showing off my SEVENTH Adult Homeless Foster Cat. This will be the last interview in this series and I will do my final wrap up on Sunday, November 2nd.

Adult Homeless Foster Cats

My intention with this series is to draw attention to the serious backlog of adult homeless foster cats stuck, totally stuck in the foster care system.

Let me introduce you to Her Royal Highness Queen Victoria Noire…a senior, but totally elegant lady cat.

Pleased to make your acquaintance

Pleased to make your acquaintance

Savannah: *attempts to dip a tiny curtsy* “Queen Victoria Noire!!!!  I am so pleased you agreed to allow me to enter your royal quarters to have this interview. My that is a very high perch you have there.”

Queen Victoria Noire: “Good morning Lady Savannah, it is a pleasure to welcome you to my kingdom and a pleasure to be speaking with you today.  I trust you are well, as am I.  Here, here…allow be to come down and join you.”

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Savannah: “It must be difficult for a ladycat of your distinction to be without your very own personal castle in which to live. I mean, one wants to do a bit of touching up in colors and styles that suit one’s taste, right?”

Queen Victoria Noire: “Absolutely.  This is my second foster home since being abandoned at the shelter. You see Savannah, I was ‘owner surrendered’…ahem…but let’s talk about that in a moment. I have been here, oh, about five months.  Prior to me coming to this wonderful home I was fostered for about four months with another lady.”

This will be difficult to talk about

This will be difficult to talk about

Savannah: “Ok, first your original ‘owner’ surrendered you to the public kill shelter, and then then you were saved from that place as was I and you lived for a few months with your first foster. And then you moved again to this foster…did I get all that right?”

Queen Victoria Noire: *sigh* Well, where do I start?  I had a loving home.  I was adopted as a little princess kitten and enjoyed my home life until the fateful day, *bows head in dismay* at seven years old, when my guardian decided to adopt a dog.

Don’t get me wrong, I wish for all animals to have a loving home, but this was not really a good idea for me.  My guardian “presented” me with this dog, and I reacted negatively. It was all so strange for me; my kingdom had changed, my status had changed and I became very upset. Because I didn’t react positively, I was surrendered to the high kill shelter and left to my fate.

The good news is someone cared about what had happened to me and they reached out to Community Concern 4 Cats (CC4C) and asked them to help me.  Thankfully they did, and they rescued me from that noisy, cold, harsh environment.

Savannah: “MOUSES! Queen Victoria Noire, how are you managing all this?”

Queen Victoria Noire: *Chortle* Well, let’s see.  First and foremost, I am not a princess kitten any more, I am a Queen.  And lots of people are looking for a prince or princess, not a Queen who can have a tendency to be ‘not amused’ about more than just a few things.

Oh, and the fact that I haven’t really been able to go to the adoption sites because I have had to spend a considerable amount of time decompressing from the multiple traumas I endured; this has not helped at all.  However, that is getting so much better and I have been to adoptions twice, and will be gracing Pet Food Express with my presence until such time as I have found my new kingdom.

Adoption events are so disturbing and challenging but I will endure to find my forever castle

Adoption events are so disturbing and challenging but I will endure to find my forever castle

Savannah: “ummm…Queen Victoria Noire, may I request that you tell me a bit about what happened to you during and after your stay at your first foster home? If it isn’t too much trouble, that is.”

Queen Victoria Noire: “Ahem, I adored my first foster home. She was so very accommodating and kind. However, not long after arriving, I was whisked off to the VET for a thorough examination to determine the state of my overall health. They discovered that I had a severe Urinary Tract Infection (UTI) to the point that my *whispers behind her paw to Savannah* ‘pee’ was almost pink. Yes, yes dearest Savannah. I had blood in my urine. It was terribly painful for me, and I never allowed anyone to know.

To make matters worse, the sweet person who was fostering me must have taken in some other cats to foster who had FLEAS!!! I was so distressed over those little demon things biting at me that I over groomed and created ‘hot spots’ all over my body. *shakes head remembering*The foster human to whom I was delivered after being treated for this stressful flea condition then agreed to allow me to create my temporary kingdom and spacious quarters here.”

Savannah: “You are the bravest senior homeless lady cat I can imagine. Any human family who discovers you and takes you to your forever castle will indeed have found a true Queen.”

Queen Victoria Noire: *blushing* Oh Savannah, you do boost one’s spirit I must say.

Savannah, you are too kind

Savannah, you are too kind

I have to say, my foster caregivers are doing everything in their power to make me feel comfortable attending adoptions, they even procured me a royal carriage so that I don’t have to suffer the indignities of being in a carrier or a cage.  They understand the needs of a Queen (they are, after all, British.  As am I) oh and there is this other teensy little issue; I am not willing to share my kingdom with other cats, or dogs.

Savannah: “Queen Victoria Noire, why don’t you tell me what your new castle and staff can expect from you as their Queen?”

Queen Victoria Noire: The first thing to expect is that, more than likely, I am not going to be a lap cat day one.  But given enough time and patience I will learn to trust and be a great companion.

They can however expect that I won’t shred curtains, or screens, or sofas.  I am also meticulous with my bathroom habits, I won’t be peeing inappropriately.  I won’t be demanding either.  I’ll survey my kingdom from on high to make sure everything is as it should be, and I will grace my new family with a dignified presence.  Although I might make out my current adoptive parents to be complete fibbers and sit on your lap day one.  After all, I am Queen Victoria Noire and I get to make the rules up as I go along.  I will love them, cuddle with them, albeit conditionally.”

I must put my paw down on certain interactions with my new humans

I must put my paw down on certain interactions with my new humans

Savannah: “Well said! Ok, let’s talk about your hopes and dreams for your permanent castle and the family who will serve you.”

Queen Victoria Noire: “Well, *claps front paws together in excitement* it is likely that I need a home that is more like a library than a circus, which probably means no rowdy children.  When you add it all up, it really starts to limit my options don’t you think?

Savannah: *holds up paws* Whoa, I am not the lady cat to be answering that because I also simply was not able to tolerate the commotion of human young people.”

Queen Victoria Noire: “Why that is very reassuring Savannah. Oh, and my fur is silky and beautiful, but all black. Actually, I will make anyone who becomes my forever family always look very slim; black IS the most slimming of colors you know.

I adore my foster parents but I am tired of being confined to one room. I’d love a home where my new family is willing to be patient with me and understand that I might be a little fearful to start with. I’m thinking that an older couple or person would be perfect for me. I’d love to have a castle (cat tower) that affords me a view out of the windows, as I don’t like to go outside but do like a room with a view.

I must be an only pet though.  I’m traumatized from my experience with a dog, and don’t believe I will ever recover enough to be able to live with other animals, be they cats or dogs. I’m not really asking for much, just a calm place to rest my head and have a nice human staff who will love me.

Of course I do still like to play, so someone who wants to bond with me through play time would be great.

I know I ask for too much

I know I ask for too much

It sounds like a tall order, doesn’t it?  I don’t think I am asking for much, and I know there is someone out there looking for a Queen like me, I just need you to help us find each other Savannah, so anything you can do would be wonderful

Savannah: “My Queen, it is my pleasure to work hard to assist you in finding that perfect forever castle where you can rest your head next to your human (s) and find peace and contentment. Let’s get to work!”

Please, Ceiling Cat, help me find my forever castle. I am not young anymore but still so much love to give

Please, Ceiling Cat, help me find my forever castle. I am not young anymore but still so much love to give

Please take a moment to enjoy watching my guest interact with her current foster human.


And so ends my final interview in my series “I Am An Adult Homeless Foster Cat: Savannah reveals hopes and dreams”.

I so hope that you have found this series both informative and enlightening as to the challenges all Adult Homeless Foster Cats face. It is a huge challenge and now is the time to make a difference. Please SHARE this interview and the others I have been posting.

You can find them all by simply going to the right of my blog post screen, to my badges and click on the badge for PAW IT FORWARD. All my series post on this topic will be right at the top.

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My final wrap up post will be on Sunday, November 1rst. Hope you have time to stop by.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

We Are Adult Homeless Foster Cats: Savannah Reveals Hopes and Dreams

HIYA!! SAVANNAH HERE!!!

As you already know if you visited me on Sunday Selfie, I introduced a new Paw It Forward series of posts that I will be doing between September and December, with my wrap up post in January 2016.

The series is to bring everyone up to speed on the most critical back log in our current foster care system; the Adult Homeless Foster Cats. And the operative word is ‘Adult’.

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Let’s get started with my first guests…Chanel and Coco.

Savannah: “Hiya Coco and Channel! I am just tickled gray and white to be able to have a chat with you both about your current circumstances as Adult Homeless Foster cats.”

Chanel: “Well, first, Savannah…we are tickled black (that’s Coco who is an all-black panther girl) and black and white (that’s me, because I am a Tuxedo lady) to get to have this interview with you.

And yes, we are currently in what humans’ refer to as ‘a foster home’. That means, at least to us, that we have a human who will protect us for as long as they can and feed us and give us as much attention as they are able given that they always have other adult cats, even kittens, to care for as well. But this is not our true forever home.”

Savannah: “Ladies, are you telling me that this is just a ‘temp’ place for you? It sounds like you are sort’ a like houseguests.”

Coco: “Exactly Savvy, that’s it. Don’t get us wrong, the lady here is very nice. She brought us and 3 Mom Cats with their kittens to her home. All in all there were 21 of us counting the three litters of kittens.”

Chanel: *interrupts Coco and starts talking* “Let me tell this part Coco…*Coco rolls her eyes*…before we came here, we were kind of ‘camping out’ in the property of a much older human lady. She didn’t know how to care for us really well, but she did try to feed us.

Chanel steps in...

Chanel steps in…

But then two of the Mom Cats had kittens because the older lady didn’t bother to have any of us spayed; you see we were all girl cats…five of us. And then the kittens started arriving. Thankfully Coco and I were trapped and spayed before we ever had kittens. The older lady finally allowed her neighbor, the nice woman who is our foster, to ask a rescue called Community Concern 4 Cats (CC4C) to come on her property and trap all of us…kittens and adults. We all were given our vaccines, wormed, tested for FIV and of course, spayed.”

Savannah: *leans over and gives each a soft paw pat* “I heard you; you have meals and a warm dry place to live. But it isn’t the same as being able to go around and mark everything with your cheek scent to claim it as your very own.”

Coco: *Coco looks at Chanel; both get pink cheeks* “Coco speaks first; “Savvy, we know we are lucky to be in this nice foster home. The lady even built this very nice catio so we can go outdoors and still be safe and get lots of fresh air whiffies and whatnot. But as you said, we are still homeless because we cannot stay here forever.

I know I cannot live here forever

I know I cannot live here forever

In fact, the lady is going to have some work done so the room we are allowed to live in will be used for her project so we will be moving to another foster home. It makes us really anxious because we have no idea what our new foster place will be like. What if it is smaller? Or we don’t have a way to get outside, safely, for fresh air? It is a worry for us.”

Savannah: “MOUSES! Just the thing that is tough for us adult cats to handle; being moved around and having lots of changes. Tell me what happened to the kittens. I only see the two of you and then the three Mom Cats.”

Chanel: “Oh, *waves a paw of dismissal* heck, those kittens were all adopted into their very own forever castles fast as can be. But you see Savvy, Coco and I were already about seven months old when we were trapped and now we are about 20 months old. And all three of the Mom Cats are about two years old now. All five of us are ‘adult cats’ and most humans want kittens.”

Savannah: “Oh My Cat! You two are caught in the ‘adult cat’ dilemma just like I was. Once we are beyond the ‘squeeee’ kitten stage, the humans seem to become less interested in us even though we have nine lives filled to the brim with cuteness just for them to discover!.” *Savvy takes a deep breath*

Adult Homeless Foster Cat dilemma

Adult Homeless Foster Cat dilemma

I hate to ask, but why do you think the two of you have not been swept up by a family so you can make them happy and feel loved?”

*Coco looks shyly at Savvy, then looks away embarrassed*

Chanel: *Chanel sees Coco and skootches closer to her to put a paw on her sister’s shoulder for comfort* “Savvy, we are both adults as we have been saying and most humans want kittens. But, even though we are still very playful and kitten like and full of energy, we have another drawback.

Well actually, *Chanel hugs Coco*, Coco has a bigger drawback than even me; you see she is an all-black panther girl and humans tend to look past black cats almost as if they don’t notice them.

Yes, I am right in front of you...and I am a black panfur girl

Yes, I am right in front of you…and I am a black panfur girl

I at least have some white markings and cute white paws so I was actually adopted a few months ago.”

Cats other than my Sister Coco are a bit scary

Cats other than my Sister Coco are a bit scary

 Savannah: “Really??!! How exciting. But here you are so what happened?”

Chanel: “Savvy, I just was afraid of the resident cats and I kind of, sort of, acted a bit snooty toward them…*cough, ahem*…actually I was aggressive toward them so the humans brought me back.

I didn’t mean to be like that; but with Coco I am really comfy and I know I can trust her to not hurt me. I did not know those other cats so I defended myself even when I probably didn’t need to.”

Savannah: “Oh Chanel, I am so sorry. But tell me more about the challenge with Coco having all-black furs. I think she is gorgeous and black is totally the most slimming color, right?”

See, I am totally your most slimming affect

See, I am totally your most slimming affect

Chanel: “You are so right Savvy. I mean look at me, I am black but with lots of white markings…*Chanel looks over her shoulder as her backside, then back to look down at the front of her body* ummm…Savvy?”

Savannah: “Yes Chanel?”

Chanel: “Do you think my white markings make me look fat?”

Do I look fat?

Do I look fat?

Savannah *giggling* “No, no Chanel, not one bit. But what about Coco, I see she is still a little removed from this conversation.”

Chanel *glancing sideways at Coco* “Well, she is, as I said, embarrassed to be all-black because even if it isn’t true that black cats get overlooked the most, it still feels that way to her.

You know Savvy, when Coco and I snuggle together for naptime and at night…I try to rub against her really hard hoping some of my white furs will rub off permanently on her…*sigh*…so far no luck.”

*Savannah sees a tiny tear leak from Coco’s golden eyes and reaches over to gently wipe it off*

Savannah: “Alrighty girls, please, each of you, describe what you hope for in your real human family and what you dream your forever castle will look like.

Coco, will you go first?”

Coco: “Oh Savvy, I am delighted to describe my hopes for a human family and my dreams of my forever castle. First, of course, I want my sister Chanel to go with me. I pray to Ceiling Cat every day that we can be together.

We love and adore each other...best furriends

We love and adore each other…best furriends

As for my forever family, I adore talking to humans so I hope they don’t mind me being so chatty. And of course, I like to have humans play with me so I hope they will spend time playing with me each day and brushing me and letting me sleep in their lap. And as for my forever castle…I hope to have access to outdoor whiffies! I cannot live outside; I have become a comfortable indoor ladycat. But I so love having the catio to visit every day; but, an open window with a screen would be great too.”

Chanel: “My turn! First, ditto on being in the same forever castle as my sister Coco. If I cannot go with her, then I really want my very OWN forever castle and family and not have to share with other cats.

I like to be picked up and cuddled and laps are a great place for taking naps. And climbing is literally the ‘cat’s meow’ as far as I am concerned. And the higher the better so a nice tall cat tree will be great.

Oh yeah, and I also like to have interactive time with humans so I simply must have a family that enjoys waving my wand toys.

Do you think we are asking for too much Savvy?”

Are we asking for too much?

Are we asking for too much?

Savannah: “No Coco and Chanel, you are hoping and dreaming of all that you both deserve. I will do my best to help bring your hopes and dreams into reality for each of you.

Thank you for sharing your story and your hopes and dreams of your forever family and a castle that you can call HOME!”

And to my readers, thank you for coming to visit us today. If you would please SHARE SHARE SHARE Coco and Chanel’s story and help them make their hopes and dreams come true, I will be forever grateful.

Both can be found on the following links:

Community Concern 4 Cats: search using their names:click HERE

Coco: https://www.petfinder.com/petdetail/33217007

Chanel: https://www.petfinder.com/petdetail/33217008

If you missed my introduction to this series, click here: Introduction: We Are Adult Homeless Foster Cats…Revealing Hopes and Dreams with Savannah. This post was Part One of a six part series. Part Two will be posted October 26th, 2015.

PAW PATS. SAVANNAH

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