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NOT gonna loose my nap space!!

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

So I “implied” in my last Monday post that I would let you all into the continuing struggle between me and The Domino Kid aka Domino. This is all about just how close he can get to my royal furs and when he gets close, just how much he can touch them.

This kid is sneaky. He starts out all “oh gee— let me sleep her to keep this spot warm for Princess Savannah”. HAH!!

Domino is just waiting for his chance to get next to me! Why, I ask you, WHY??? Just look at him while I am serving as nurse to Mom L when she recovered from her cardiac procedure! He pretends to just be “helping out”—but please notice he has already absconded with my favorite brown and white beddy that Mom L uses ONLY WITH ME!! And then he sticks his sniffy nose so close to my furs that I had to give him my dragon scowl to hope he would back off!! The nerve!!

Just check out his moves. First he pretends to be napping on Mom L’s lap while she and I and Dad P are watching our morning TV news. Then he pretends to “stretch” his leg and touches MY FURS! Next thing I know he has TWO PAWS on my furs!! ICK!!!

And finally, this morning, he shows he is definitely trying to simply “reach out and touch my royal furs”.  Sigh, what to do with this boycat!!

 

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

My favorite nap spots

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

Hello all my loyal followers! I am gonna share with you some of my favorite nap spots as well as some of my cherished beddies and blankets and afghans. These, as you can imagine, are my safe, comfy things and places  that I prefer to be left for just me, and me alone—capiche???

I so love my two remaining flannel beddies the Mom L got for me from some blogging pal who hand made them. If you know who made these yummy beds, let me know in comments!

And then there is my totally favorite place under my tent on our king size bed. Dad P makes sure I have at least one tent to drowse under every single day of the year!

Now you can see me using some of my favorite afghans, my special bright blue one and the one Mom L’s grandma made for her—it is the color of the land—browns and beige. And I luvluvluv napping on our wool area rug too!

But ya know—I have this new youngster—The Domino Kid aka Domino aka “Dufus” (that’s from me!). And he is tryin’ to take over some of my very special spots. And he is doin’ this by pretending to wanna “reach out and touch me”!!! Stay tuned for more of my proof about this sad state of affairs in my castle!!

PAW PAT S, SAVANNAH

Unbelievable!!

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

Ok, ok, ok. I guess a senior ladycat, aka Princess, can learn a new thing or one. Yeah, only one. For those who have followed my blog since the beginning, you know that I had a really tough time accepting Sage aka The Kid Sage aka TKS. And when sweet KK aka Katie arrived, she was easy to accept because she is so very timid of not only other cats, but also of Mom L and Dad P.

So then we were a threesome and I was ok with that. I knew I was THE Princess of my castle.

Enter The Domino Kid, age now at eight months, aka Domie aka juvenile delinquent! Yup! This kid just doesn’t know what “by your leave” means!! He just goes about “his” business assuming all of us ladycats are gonna make room for him. HAH!!!

*ears turning red*—ahem…koff…koff—well I may be relenting just a teeny tiny bit. This boy cat is not only very humble around me, he is also kind’a warm. And my old bones like extra warmth, na’mean???

So here he is this week, trying to get as close to my royal body as possible whilst I rest in my lovely warm tent on my our master bed. 

Mom L comes in to find only his feetsies showing??!!

Now she fears the worst! He is trying to interrupt my afternoon nap time. There he is, spread out like a long sausage against the pillows that make up my napping tent.

Holy Cat!! Mom L finds that he has stretched out so that his paws are nanoseconds from MY ROYAL PAWS!!

My pals, my pals. I had no idea he wanted to be so near my royal presence—sigh—the price of being a royal.

Then just yesterday, Mom L was sitting on my our couch, near me; and this boy cat jumps right up behind Mom L and glues himself to ME!!

Mind you, I am deaf so I did not hear him—but I certainly felt him. And …ahhh…hmmmm…he was kind’a warm and comforting. Wait!! No, no, I don’t mean I actually “liked” his smelly boy cat body next to mine. No, no—not at all. But then—

When Mom L glared at him, he turned and stuck his wet, drippy juvenile nose into my furs!!! And, well—I never hissed, grumbled nor did I snarl!! So unlike me!! Finally, he walked right over my body and settled himself in, tucked up a bit next to my royal self.

And, well—I could not help myself. I just finally relaxed with Mom L stroking me, and I settled in and yes, I slept. He was very nice and warm.

UNBELIEVABLE!!

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

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