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Autobiography of a Former Shelter Cat

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Occupation Means Nine Tenths of Possession

HIYA! SAVANNAH HERE!!

All I can say is that after the Battle Over Mom L’s Body last night, she will probably never let Dad P leave the house again at night.

Let me explain. You see, after the humans eat their dinner, then we all gather in the living room for TV time and whatnot. I get on the couch with Mom L. That is MY space as is Mom L MY human body to cuddle with. Dad P sits in his recliner chair with the foot stool up and The Kid Sage (TKS) get on a fleece blankie next to his body and he is HER human body to cuddle with.

The problem, as I am certain you can already see, is that we each have our OWN human body for snuggling and getting pets and attention at night. When there is one less human body, well then there  is a bit of a vacuum when it comes to snuggle space.

Dad P went to one of his community volunteer thingies last night so I had Mom L all to myself. She just needed to focus on ME, ME, ME. Ya might wanna know that I hide my thoughts inside the photo so you have to hover your schmousie over the photos to view what I am thinking.

So the night was shaping up just fine for me. But poor little TKS was left all alone, no human body to call her own and just her pitiful warm fleece blankie to snuggle with.

Where is my Dad P?

Where is my Dad P?

oh yeah, and I have to offer some apologies cuz all Mom L and I had to capture this whole fiasco of a battle was the smartie phone camera.

Moving along, I turned my back to rest my eyes and next time I look over at Mom L, guess what I see?

Oh Cat! I so hope Savvy doesn't notice me snuggled next to Mom L's leg.

Oh Cat! I so hope Savvy doesn’t notice me snuggled next to Mom L’s leg.

Yep, you are so right. TKS had slithered up on the opposite side of Mom L to get some snugglin’ and human body contact.

heh—heh—heh Bet Savvy doesn't know I am here

heh—heh—heh Bet Savvy doesn’t know I am here

As if I wouldn’t NOTICE her hugging my human! This was going to be the age old Possession Is Nine Tenths of The Law battle.

AHA! Caught you TKS! Stealing Mom L from me!

AHA! Caught you TKS! Stealing Mom L from me!

I simple could not believe what I was seeing. I had to take a moment and step away just to collect my thoughts about what the heck I was gonna do about this situation.

Seriously Mom L? Are you really gonna let her stay there?!

Seriously Mom L? Are you really gonna let her stay there?!

Once Mom L saw the look on my face, she took action and placed a 911 call to Dad P and advised him to step it up getting home or else he’d be on litter box duty forever! (not that he isn’t the primary scooper already).

And now you may be wondering who did get nine tenths of possession and claim Mom L’s body as their very own???

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

Superb Customer Service Makes Me Hungry

HIYA!  SAVANNAH HERE!!

I wanna say right up front here that NO THIS IS NOT A SPONSORED POST!. No one, absolutely NO ONE asked me to write this post but I think anyone who goes the extra miles to help make this cat healthy is worth a freebie shout out.

Most of you know, I am about 85 percent on a raw diet. The Kid Sage is 100 per cent raw. Mom L buys our raw chicken from Raw Paws Pet Food in Indiana. I showed you once before how our frozen five pound chubs arrive in a Styrofoam ice chest packed with dry ice.

Well Mom L keeps letting them know we are eager for them to get free shipping out here to the West coast like they are in most of the states west of the Mississippi River. They are all too familiar with her comment every time we order. They also seem to all know about my sensitive stomach and digestive system. Check out the two notes that arrived with my last shipment.

Mind you, the notes are from the person who packed my order. But this person KNEW ME!!

Isn't that the kindest customer service EVER?!

Isn’t that the kindest customer service EVER?!

So I got my “Feline Happy Meal” and little did this person know, but Mom L buys dehydrated tripe in large bags and she smashes them into sprinkles to put over our raw food each meal. Do you think I like my sprinkles?? They are the sort of gray little chunks you see.

*schlurp, munch*

*schlurp, munch*

We shared our bounty of extra tripe with some feline pals. They love it too. If you have a cat who is not a great eater, we highly recommend trying Raw Paws Dehydrated Green Tripe. Just smash it into small to tiny pieces and sprinkle over cat food. The smell and taste really draw us to the bowl.

And then to add to the already outstanding thoughtfulness, this is what we found in their “Thank You” note card which comes with every order, signed by the person who packed my order. They HEARD Mom L’s requests for help with shipping cost and did what they could for now—isn’t that great customer service??

Every little bit helps on the shipping cost

Every little bit helps on the shipping cost

As for me, you can see that I am enjoying my complete raw chicken , with tripe sprinkles. And when I am eating this food, with just a dab of my favorite Merrick chicken pate canned food to mix my Miralax in, I dine with gusto!

*munch, schlurp, crunch* Yummy and good for my tummy!

*munch, schlurp, crunch* Yummy and good for my tummy!

Raw Paws Pet Food has been a great pet food company to work with us to help me get my tummy happier. Mom L has tried a few other raw products, and freeze dried ones too—but TKS and I just don’t like anything but Raw Paws raw chicken and sometimes their turkey. We hoped to get shipping cost down by purchasing from a local raw cat food company, RAWR,  just 20 minutes away. While we both nibbled at it, Mom L and Dad P were worried as the owner does not consult with any DVM’s to insure her product is both safe and contains all the necessary nutrients for a cat’s diet. So Raw Paws is our go to source for now. And with customer service like they give, it’s hard to change.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

Feline Exploration—Three

HIYA! SAVANNAH HERE!!!

Bet’cha you were hangin’ off the edge of your bed just waitin’ to learn what else I was up to over the last 10 days. Well, first, if you have followed me for a while you will recall I do not, almost never ever, get up on furniture that is higher than a couch or chair. Heck, I seldom ever get on the back of the chair or couch, too high for me!

But last week I decided I needed to take a look around the top of a chest in the office I share with Mom L.

Hmmm—not so bad up here afterall

Hmmm—not so bad up here after all

You may  notice that lovely painting of yours truly, ME, right next to Dad P’s gum. That portrait was painted by my gal pal Nellie’s Mommy, Miss Barb. I didn’t stay long on this chest but now I know I can go back again any old time.

I ended my explorations with a bit of rough and tumble play with Mom L as she had me chasing my peacock feather under tissue paper. Don’t you just luvluvluv tissue paper?? I like to grab it and shake it to make it sound even more crackly. And sometimes I like to camp out under the tissue paper because I know that makes me invisible, right?

I can peek out and see that co one knows I am here

I can peek out and see that no one knows I am here

So disappointing to learn I am not truly invisible.

What? Mom L how did you know I was here??

What? Mom L how did you know I was here??

That was it for me, I took my tissue paper and left for my nap.

pfffttt! I'm leaving to catch another well earned nap

pfffttt! I’m leaving to catch another well earned nap

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

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