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18 Jul 2016

I Spy with My Own Little Eyes—

HIYA! SAVANNAH HERE!!!

First I want to THANK all of my reader for visiting my blog post on Friday, July 15. It was a crowd pleaser for lots of folks.

In fact, The Kid Sage and I are now planning our own road trip to visit the OTHER PROJECT BAY CAT feeding site and Mom L isn’t gonna get to go. More about that later.

Now on to this game our little visitors taught us when they visited in June from England. As some of you know I like to watch some bird TV when I sit next to Mom L at night while she watches human TV. These long Summer daylight hours give me lots of opportunity to do that too.

Playing “I Spy with My Own Little Eyes”

This game is kind’a like my bird TV, only I have to say “I spy with my own little eyes”…and then meow a clue about what I am looking at. So I did that with The Kid Sage. I meowed that “I spy with my own little eyes something with wings.”

And she guessed the answer right away! Who knew??!! We have a genius in my castle home. But, who wouldn’t have guessed it as that bird took flight and TKS had to look up to identify it for our game!

It’s a bird…or maybe a plane?…or kite??

Next thing I knew, TKS was playing this “I Spy” game with ME!!

I spy with my own little eyes…HRH Nana aka Savvy

I decided to ignore her for that moment. And next thing I knew—later in the evening as the dusk descended on our bird TV channel, I felt those eyes on me yet again.

Early evening bird TV channel—ummm—I feel eyes on my back

Of course TKS just cannot keep her eyes off my gorgeous Russian Blue furs.

I’m sure she doesn’t suspect I am watchin’ her

Now you tell me how you watch your bird and squirrel TV—do you have housemates? Do you share your channels? Talk to me my pals.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

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13 Jul 2016

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The Kid Sage and Her Swag Gift

HIYA! SAVANNAH HERE!!!

First, let me be clear, TKS did NOT receive her swag gift from Mom L. Nope, no way, no how. Mom L just about gave EVERYTHING away, even if TKS and I slobbered on it in joy, out it went. (Oooops—did I give TMI!)

Moving on. So thankfully Miss Marjorie from Dash Kitten blog stayed with us for several days after #BlogPaws and she decided that she simply could not take home all the ‘nip she received. Luckily, one of those ‘nip items was a lovely small munchable bag of nip which sent TKS into the realms of Kitty Valhalla!

Oh my, you mean that lovely smelling item in your paw is for me?

And once TKS had that nip bag, well, what can I say. She was GONE!

Mine, Mine, Mine—all Mine!

After a short session TKS sort’a drifted into a “Zen like state”.

Ahhh—so this is Zen

Of course she roused herself for a bit more self indulgence as this nip is pretty—well—pretty “nippy”!

Hmmm…maybe I took one sniff too many?

TKS is as always, if nothing else, entertaining!

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

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17 Jun 2016

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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

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)

hmmm…what did she say?

oh well…they’re kind’a cute

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

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

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.