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Me and The Kid Sage

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I figured it was about time for you to see some recent action from me and TKS. You see, we DO have a life outside Mom L and Dad P doin’ this whole community cat rescue thingy. Seriously, we truly do. Check out our recent activities.

I still have the best ever play sessions with Mom L on my own personal carpeted two flights of stairs. I can’t really get up on any of my cat towers anymore ‘cuz of my arty-right-us in both my knees. Bummer, total bummer I can tell you for sure. But, Mom L and Dad P made sure I got carpet on the stairs and play like a crazy pants kitty almost every day and night!

Check out my whiskers in their forward hunting position

You can see I still have it with my huntress skills just by how my whiskers are positioned for that mighty paw whap to kill that peacock feather.

And then I still have my amazing “Savannah stare” which Mom L always tries to capture just purrfect.

Look into my eyes and go pour more kibble snacks

As for The Kid Sage, aka, TKS…she has found pure total kitty cat pleasure when Dad P decided to start sitting on the bed next to Mom L rather than in his chair in the morning TV news and electronic paper viewing time. TKS is over the moon having Dad P love her up every morning.

Zzzzzzzz….total bliss

Of course she just had to show off and let Mom L grab a “cheese-cake” shot too!!

Look into my eyes and make Savvy get off the bed

There you have it. That’s what’s happening at my castle currently. What’s goin’ on at yours? Let me hear in comments if you have a moment.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

What we cats can see

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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

 

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