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What we cats can see

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

Hey my cat pals…do you find yourself always seeing stuff your humans do not?? Oh my cat!! I experience this all the time…like ALL THE TIME!

Hmmm…lemme see…where did I last see it?

Sometimes I forget where I saw it. So then I have to go in search of my memory.

Ok…let me check on what the humans know

And I outta know…I just can’t ever rely on my humans.

What do you mean? Proof?

Let alone on TKS. She always wants to let them know what we see and where it is. I prefer to keep what we see and where it is more of a challenge…na’mean?

Seriously TKS. You know I know you see it, right?!!

So next I ask Mom L…

You got it in your sight, right Mom L?

Then I get this “what the heck do you mean?” from Mom L.  So then I ask Dad P…when did you last see it?

Savvy, what the heck do you mean? I didn’t see anything!

Then I just give up and enjoy the portal that appears every year this time in our home that allows all Mom and Dad’s forever animals to come across The Bridge and visit for a bit.

Do you ever see the portal?

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

 

When You Love Your Fur Groomin’ Tool Too Much

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Sometimes I gotta wonder about The Kid Sage. She just gets her tail all tangled in a knot when she gets to worrying about stuff. You know what I mean? Stuff that no cat outta be gettin’ all in a dither about. Not that I even know what a dither is, but it fit just fine in this sentence so I pawed it into my blog post.

Where was I headed with this post? Oh, right. The Kid Sage and her stuff worryin’. Now I like myself a good brush just like any cat. And I do have a favorite fur grooming tool or two. But TKS, well she just can’t get past her lovey dovey affair with her slicker brush. I have one just like it but you won’t be seein’ me get all to fretting about my relationship with mine.

But TKS, well she just gets to thinkin’ too much and, well, keep reading and see for yourself. Let me know in comments what you think about her obsession with her fur groomin’ tool.

I dream of you holding me in your soft little bristles

Now come on guys—what cat dreams of their brush holdin’ them in its bristles??

You give my chin furs the best scritches

Yeah, yeah…anyone can get a good chin scritch from a human, or maybe even from just rubbin’ your chin along a wall—na’mean?

Sigh… I can’t imagine my life without you

If TKS keeps this up, I am gonna have to make her brushie take a “vacay”—her reaction outta be worth the lecture I’ll get from Mom L and Dad P for doing something like that.

You wouldn’t ever leave me, right sweet brushie?

She worries if that thing will ever leave her—she must be outta her noggin!! Mom L and Dad P aren’t ever gonna let that slicker brush disappear, especially while TKS is blowin’ her coat like a husky during the Summer!!

Oh!! What if you were stolen!! What if you had no choice and were forced to leave me?!!

As if that inanimate object has a choice about whether or not to hang around her…seriously! But then…maybe a little “accidental” disappearing act might be kind’a fun to stage. Let me think about that…heh…heh.

That’s it! We need a plan to make sure no one can take you away from me!

Sure TKS, make a plan. See how far that gets you when Dad P starts puttin’ stuff away when they get ready to clean downstairs!

Hmmmm….I’m worried about you brushie. You won’t run away will you?

Is TKS kidding?? That brushie doesn’t even have the beginnings of paws to use to run. What is TKS thinkin’?? Oh right, she doesn’t really think much beyond what she wants in a single moment. Silly kid!

Oh no!! I can’t believe that Savvy would ever hide you from me…would she?

And there you have it. TKS has her tail twisted in a knot worryin’ about her stuff like her brushie. Seriously, would I, Savannah the Cat, ever take TKS’ brushie away just to see what she would do???

Ahem…koff, koff…ummmm…don’t bother answerin’ that, ok? Just let me know in comments if you have any obsession over your fur groomin’ tools.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

 

The Kid Sage Has a Sweet Tooth

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What can I say? It’s true. TKS must have taken on some of Dad P’s genes or somethin’ because she has developed his love for all things shaped and tasting like vanilla ice cream. Yup, this is the real deal.

Every night Dad P always has a little small teensy bowl of vanilla ice cream. Sometimes with some fruit or whatnot on it. TKS knows the moment he has prepared their his bowl ‘cuz she follows him out of the kitchen just waiting for him to get comfy in their his recliner and get settled for their nightly routine.

But one night Dad P forgot to turn off his computer so he left the ice cream on a table by his recliner for a moment. Now I want you to know this was a really, really tough situation for TKS.

Look at that poor lonely ice cream. No one to care for it.

I was watching this whole thought process drift through TKS’ mind. So was Mom L. We were sitting on our couch on the other side of that little table. This was one of TKS’ finest moments.

hmmm…Dad P wouldn’t want it to melt. And who knows how long he might be gone.

This is where TKS really came through. Or maybe, just maybe, this is where Mom L’s stare “got” through to TKS??

What? Why no! I certainly was not thinking of taking a few licks before Dad P gets back. How could you ever think such a thing of me?

About that time Dad P returned and all was well. He gets a dab of vanilla ice cream on his finger and allows TKS to lick it off. Then he wipes said finger, and gets another dab for TKS to lick. They do this for about three or four dabs and that’s all TKS wants. Nice to see them sharing their sweet toofies!

Do you have any pre-bedtime routines with your humans? Tell me about them in comments.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

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