Savannah's Paw Tracks

Autobiography of a Former Shelter Cat

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AHHHH…The Smell of Day…

OH My Cat!! I have discovered the open slider to our deck outside our bedroom…mmmm..nice!

…oohhh…what is that?…it’s different from the first whiff…hmmm…..

…whoa!!! Baby!! This is not natural!!!…just sayin’…

…oh yeah!  Now I get the drift…ummm…ahhhh…not sure what it is (‘cours’ I don’t go out)…

….yup!  there it is again…what is that?? hmm…parsley?? rosemary?? sage??? thyme?? (pun)

…ooopps!  face needs a polish…”excuse me… do you have some powder I can borrow??…”

…aiiieeee!  I just saw my toes!!! Nasty!!…must clean now…Oh Cod!…did any furry notice???…

…nope..totally safe…give a scratch…

… what ??!!  Did I say anything???…what’re ya lookin’ at???  What??????…

Ya gotta luvluvluv the smells of the day…mmmmm….zzzzzzz

Paw pats, Savannah

TIssue Paper Rocks!

THIS ONE IS FOR MY PAL SAMMY!!!

Sammy, over at One Spoiled Cat, taught me all about tissue paper play!! Oh My Cat!  My first time tryin’ it…WHAT A RUSH!!

After Mom read about Sammy’s collection of tissue, she promised to ge tme some of my own…harummppphh…never happened!  So Dad buys this nice pair of new sandals…and guess what??  YES!  They are wrapped in tissue paper!

So Mom gets two pieces and puts them on the floor…Dad says “Hey, what if I want to take them back??” And Mom says “Return them without the tissue paper honey, Savannah needs it more…”  MOL

Anyways, so now me and Mom are on the floor…with the tissue paper…and I just sort’a sit there and stare at it…so Mom knows my fave toy is my black feather wand…so she gets it and starts to put it under the paper…

…and I’m thinkin’ ‘now your talkin’ Mom”…this could be interesting…so I reach over and just lightly ‘tap’ the tissue paper…aieeeeee!!! WHAT A GREAT NOISE!!! Just like Sammy said…it is CRINKLY!!!….

…then I kind’a find myself sitting on the tissue paper…hmmmm…oopps! Something is under my butt??!!…

..Oh Cat! Now it’s under my tummy…must attack…must kill…spreading front paws wide to trap it….

…AIIEEE…it is getting away…I launch my whole body across the tissue paper…not matter the awful (not really) noise it makes…trying to trap what’s under it with my front VERY strong paws and a good ole body slam!….

…phewwww! Now it’s back under where it belongs…but wait a minute…is that a peek under the sheet of tissue paper…lemme test it with one paw…verrryy carefully…

…oh, oh, oh…it’s getting away AGAIN!!  Quick grab under the tissue paper…no matter the risk to myself…

…uummphhfff…can’t quite reach it…shover paws and nose under…again, taking the risk it won’t attack me…full offensive attack mode from me now….pant, pant…

…there…the tissue paper is now deaded!!  Bring on the next one! …yelling at Dad…”Hey Dad, could ya go use your plastic card thingy and bring home some more shoes??!!”

Yep…I am luvluvluvin the tissue paper!!

Paw pats to all, Savannah

Monday Meowsie News: I Am Getting Braver

I must still be in a “thank you” mood…’cuz I got to thinking after being honored with so many awards and all in a week…I thought, I outt’a acknowledge how much my bloggy, Facebook and Twitter furriends have done to help me move forward on my recovery process.

So then I got to thinking about how I am getting braver…

  • I come when Mom and Dad call me for brekkies…so now I get to eat at my feeding station, not in the bedroom…and I let Mom pet me when I eat (just a little)
  • I let Dad stand by me when I eat my brekkies
  • I let Dad walk past me when I am sun puddling on my stairs and I don’t even run
  • I let Mom lay her head on my shoulder…I never used to let her get her face anywhere near me
  • Mom can even touch my tummy sometimes…not too much mind you
  • Just yesterday, Mom picked me up…I struggled a lot…but once she put me down, I did not shy away from her at all!

…Mom touching my tummy..she says it is realllllly soft…purrr

…having brekkies at my feeding station…Dad is taking the photo…but he is right by me…

So for some of you out there this may not be big news, but for a 5 year old cat who lived for a year hiding in a cat cubby bed at a shelter…this is HUGE BIG PROGRESS IN BEING BRAVE!!

In 6 months, thanks to all of you and Mom and Dad…I have gone from looking like this…my intake photo at the county shelter in December 2010…

…to looking like this…

…pretty brave don’t ya think?!!!  Not to mention way more relaxed. So thanks to efurryone for getting me this far…and I have way farther to go…but nice to have furriends support along the way.

Now one last  thing…

I don’t really get to appreciate some of my Twitter feline friends so let me give a big shout out to 2 Twitter pals who have been so supportive of me, @MrTibbsAP and @IAmSmittyKitty.  They always encourage me and never forget to say HI on Twitter…play bows with crossed paws in thanks to them.

And some of my totally cool Twitter pals are my Sibe/Husky/Mal pals!  Dad and Mom once had Siberian Huskies, like 3 of them and they showed them and trained them and Mom went a couple times sledding etc.  Anyways, I like to hang with the Sibes some on Twitter and they ALWAYS let me know when I am being brave…and of course, I have my stuffed Sibe pal who does Am and Pm patrol duty at the front door window, my Nanuk.

So here are my huge paw pats and hugs to my Twitter Sibe/husky/Mal pack: @RumpyDog, @SiberianForrest, @ra_husky, @dieselhusky, and @khumbusibe.  You guys always let me know when I have been brave…play bows and woo woos to you all.

Whew…lots of words so now I need a nap…Paw pats to all, Savannah

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