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23 May 2016
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Monday Meowsie News

HIYA! SAVANNAH HERE!!

Let me ask this one little question—”Does anyone who reads my blog believe that I, Princess Savannah, is spoiled?”

Why, thank you Sir Dad P, I do believe I can now partake of a bite or two

Why, thank you Sir Dad P, I do believe I can now partake of a bite or two

Come on now, I just didn’t wanna leave Mom L all alone on my our couch whilst while I dined chomped my dinner.

Don’t you all get the same service treatment?

Just askin’—

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

PeeEss—this comin’ Wednesday marks a really unbelievable paw stone for me. Hope you can be sure to stop by and visit.

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16 May 2016
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Do You Have Seasonal Moods?

HIYA! SAVANNAH HERE!!!

I have been doing my Spring cleaning on my moods. Have you been into any seasonal changing  your moods around ?

This is me getting my Spring fun times on. I have been doing zoomies every morning and evening and begging Mom L for some more with her. I do like to do my zoomies on my own, but having Mom L join in is more than welcome—especially when a peacock feather is involved.

Got It!! AIIEEE!! I missed it!

Got It!! AIIEEE!! I missed it!

That peacock feather can be mighty elusive. I have to struggle to find where it will appear next.

There!1 I got it this time!! *triumphant look*

There!! I got it this time!! *triumphant look*

And now that my outdoor kingdom has more light, I can hang out with my most special Sibe pal, Nanuk, and survey and protect my kingdom. I could not do this important work without my best pal ever— Nanuk.

Thanks buddy for always having my back

Thanks buddy for always having my back

Why just yesterday, I had to get totally aggressive with a back patio introoder. I YOWLED and GROWLED so viciously that Mom L came running. Why I apparently even scared the pee right outta TKS! There were a couple of puddles under Nanuk where she was watching as I sent that introoder running.

After all that excitement, I changed my mood again and had a little flirty girl with Mom L. She can’t turn down my slightest desire when I look like this at her.

Mom L cannot turn me down in this mood

Mom L cannot turn me down in this mood

Let me know how your seasonal moods are moving around in comments. The seasons are changing around our world and we cats are the ULTIMATE SEASONAL FORECASTERS!!!

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

PeeEss—watch for my special post on Friday. This is National Dog Bite Awareness Week in the USA and I have somethin’ to say about both the woofies who have bite records as well as the kitties.

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09 May 2016
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Never A Moment Alone

HIYA! SAVANNAH HERE!

I don’t mean to always been whinging about havin’ to give up space and sun puddles to TKS. But com’on guys! Does she hav’ta show up everywhere I go??!!

TKS sniffs sun puddle

Now ya know what I mean. Just because I absconded with her preferred sun puddle, when it started to get lots bigger, is no call for her to keep on stalkin’ followin’ me. Ya know, it’s like she has a sixth sense, or maybe even a ninth sense!! MOUSES!! She may even have managed to take her nine lives and add a new URL to ’em so she also got three MORE senses!! Is that possible?

Savvy ponders her fate

Thank Ceiling Cat she didn’t sniff me out and I can chill’ax. Ya see this particular sun puddle area has a real nice feel to it. My humans open the slider door so I can hear the lovely chimes and listen to the burdies down in the patio chompin’ away at the two feeders. *shhhh* Don’t let those Trout Towne residents know I like the sound of the burdies.

I was about ready to let my head droop against the slider door and settle in for a nice morning nap when my most dread dream came true—

Savvy grumbles

Sadly there ya have it. Moments later I had to give up that swell sun puddle ‘cuz TKS just had to come over and try to chat with me. And yup, there was a hiss and a snarl as I exited my coveted special morning sun puddle. Such is the life of a mature former adult shelter cat now living with an immature shelter teenage shelter cat.

Can any of you relate to my circumstance? For Cod’s sake, please tell me how ya cope ‘cuz I am out of tactics to dissuade TKS. Can you even IMAGINE?—she wants to “play” with me? Why, I don’t even know what that means. Let alone what that looks like. I try, really I do. But when I wriggle my butt and pounce toward her, she pounces back!!! So I hiss and spit and flee. What is it that I am not getting right? Any suggestions?

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH 

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