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Flashback Sunday Selfie

HIYA SAVANNAH HERE!!

I am baaaacck! I know I gave my blog over to Mom L on Friday July 15, but hey!—she had that ahhhmaazzing post to share about Project Bay Cats!

So moving on to this week’s entry for my Sunday Selfie so I can join The Kitties Blue from, The Cat On My Head,  in their globally infamous SUNDAY SELFIE BLOG HOP!!

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This is a FLASH BACK from three years ago. I think you will see that even then I was workin’ on my recovery and learning to play like a crazy cat!!

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My Progress is Showing

HIYA SAVANNAH HERE!!

Oh My Cat! What a most incredible week I had! Talk about makin’ progress in my recovery from trauma I experienced before my current castle home—and all in just ONE WEEK!

Guess it takes a couple for biped little people to push me into becoming more and more brave and confident. Mom L and Dad P continue to tell me I am safe in my castle home, but I still worry a bunch sometimes. My castle home was invaded by strangers from another country. There were four bipeds and two of them were like tiny little bipeds—sort’a like kittens, na’mean?

I know that I was teased by high pitched, frantic voiced bipeds before my forever castle home,because I cannot stand hearing high pitched noises that are loud.  Those sounds are much like the  tiny bipeds who visited me last week.

Check out my coolness just hangin’ around when the little bipeds were playin’ just above me in the dining room.

Yeah, I can hear them but I'm kind's curious

Yeah, I can hear them but I’m kind’a curious

Mom L  was astonished that I was chillax’in on my fave spot on the couch when the girls were just above me in our dining room playing.

Orla and Georgia 4 1/2 year old twin biped girls from UK

Orla and Georgia 4 1/2 year old twin biped girls from UK

Yes, their voice were strange cuz they talked with this accent that I couldn’t figure out. But, I got curious about two days into their stay and started to hang out under that dining table to just listen to them.

That morning, I was so chillax’d just like nothing else was happening. (hover over photo to view captions please)

I started doing this almost everyday when those little female bipeds were within’ my hearing range.

Mom L and Dad P made sure that TKS and I both had a sort’a “sanctuary” space in our master bedroom where we could just hang out and nap without little bipeds hoverin’ around.

And the first thing ya know, there we were sharin’ that special sun puddle upstairs just a foot apart.

What? I am just here in the cool part of this sun puddle, nuttin' to do with TKS so close

What? I am just here in the cool part of this sun puddle, nuttin’ to do with TKS so close

Now no little biped got to touch my glorious Russian Blue furs, but as you all know, TKS is not so particular.

Miss Georgia petting TKS

Miss Georgia petting TKS

TKS was not above getting those pets from just one little biped.

TKS has so much patience with little biped Oral

Miss Orla petting TKS

Now I know my photos are not top drawer and that Mom L has one of our litter boxes in the background. But let me tell you, just try gettin’ photos of four and half year old bidped twins AND cats that don’t have some clutter somewhere, na’ mean?

Those of you who have followed me my whole four years of blogging know that this was a REALLY huge step forward in my progress toward recovering from unknown, but serious, trauma before Mom L and Dad P snatched me up to give me my forever castle.

And now why did Mom L scratch out all the other mentions of my castle, and change it to my home? Because even though I am still my Dad P’s Princess, I now have a friend in TKS and my  home is indeed a home, not just my castle. Hope you understand. If not, just ask me in comments what the difference means to me.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

 

One Thousand Posts and Counting

HIYA! SAVANNAH HERE!!!

Oh My Cat!! Who would have EVER thought I would be posting my ONE THOUSANDTH BLOG POST!! Certainly not me and totally NOT Mom Linda!! (aka Mom L)

We started with very humble intentions of sharing with volunteers about my life after Contra Costa Humane Society’s Kitty Corner. Kitty Corner is a free roaming, private, no kill shelter for adult and special need cats pulled from my local municipal shelter. And yes, they also take in kittens from the shelter during “kitten season”. But their focus is on adult cats—like me.

Mom started taking my dictation around the  second week I was with her and Dad P, which was December 9, 2011. Here is the first letter I sent to my former roomies and caretakers. I was with Mom and Dad for about twelve days. Mom thought it would be fun to have me send a note back to my roomies and let them know how great I was doing in foster care.

I think this was probably my fifth blog post. I was just learning how to communicate my messages to Mom L, ‘cuz as you know, she has those silly thumbs! 12/21/2011

HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO MY ROOMIES AT KITTY CORNER

FROM SAVANNAH

Me trying to look relaxed

Me trying to look relaxed

Hi Guys! Just wanted to let you know how I am doing with my Foster Mom (FM) and Foster Dad (FD).  They are so cute! They just wait on me hand and foot, no kidding, really—who knew!!  I share their, well, I guess now “our”, master bedroom and bath—and they let me roam the whole house, even up stairs now. Pretty cool, huh?

Just hangin' out on FM's toes

Just hangin’ out on FM’s toes

So, here’s what I am up to. You can see me in the photo above, just relaxing, sitting on FM’s toes—yes my butt is on her feet.  Warm. I had just been playing with my new catnip toy, running around and amusing her—she likes that. I also have a scratching post, actually two—one down stairs and one up stairs—crazy huh? They just love spoiling me!! Anyways, I hide out under their, oops, I mean our, bed most of the day.  But I come out, entertain them, let them pet me lots and I go exploring around when they are not watching—love those birds on their our deck.

His footisies are warm

His footisies are warm

One thing I learned about myself, and its kind’a embarrassing—I am afraid of my FD—not him personally—just that he is a “guy”.  I am warming up to him—he is really kind and talks gushy to me—such a cutie he is. Above you can see a photo of me with him, and yes, I am sitting on his toes too. I don’t know what it is; I just like having my butt resting on someone’s feet.  Go figure.

So I really am finding I like to be petted, and then I can’t stop myself, I just start purring!  I love when FM pets me all the way out to the tip of my tail.  She sometimes just pets my tail and holds it—really nice, I like that.  FM and I have been working on my waistline—I know—some of you were too nice to say, but I was getting a bit pudgy.  So we have this routine to help my gluts get tighter which slims down my waist a bit.  She starts her pet at my head and when she get to my back-end, I lift my butt all the way off the floor, then she starts again, while I lower, then we repeat it 5 times for  two sets. Whew!! It is tiring, but I am looooookking gooood—woo hoo! (2016,I realized this is a condition known as EB, or elevator butt.)

Who knew "clean" could be so tiring???

Who knew “clean” could be so tiring???

Well, just a couple of more things and then I have to run—I am really very busy these days, not like I was when I was hanging out at KC.  Really, you guys just would not believe it is me and only a week away so far. Now,above you see me just crashed on our bed. This was cleaning day—some stranger shows up and cleans the house—scary! So when she left, FD and FM found me crashed on the bed.  I was exhausted from being on guard. I let them get in bed with me, but I never moved. FM uses her electric blanket—LOVE THAT!  So I stayed close to her all night.  Well, gotta go now, catch ya all later, Savannah

Here is a whole bunch of photos of Mom L’s cherished photos of my first year and the next three years with her and Dad P.

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If you have a favorite photo, let me know in comments and Mom L and Dad P will make a one dollar USD donation to Contra Costa Humane Society for every comment up to one hundred!!! Woo Hoo!!

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

 

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