Monday Meowsie News
HIYA!! SAVANNAH HERE!!!
My goodness…where to start? I know I have shared some photos of The Kid Sage and me in the living together, at the same time. Not close,but in the same room. And you have seen us on my king bed where I have my morning snuggles with Mom…I am allowing The Kid Sage to come up and after I give her a good hiss and grumble some…if she gets in her meatloaf position and stops staring at me, then I go back to my relaxing.
But some other changes have been happening over the last couple of weeks…changes in me. You have already seen Mom holding my hind paws, seen her rubbing my pink jelly bean toes and even rubbing my tummy a bit. That all means I am allowing Mom to get closer and closer to me…not just to pet my back or head…but to get close enough to touch me all over. So Mom has been learning some new things about my lovely furs and toesies…
So do you see what Mom has just discovered about the fur on my front paws?…do you see something unique? Well Mom never got close enough to really examine my fur between my toes. She always assumed it was white between all my toes. She has been stealing my claws for over two years…you’d think she would have noticed…na’mean?? But then I have to admit, she has to mover very quickly when she does that as Dad is holding me and I make it clear I am upset….no, no..I never bite, or scratch…I just struggle.
Notice that I have GRAY fur between my outside toe on my left front paw and gray fur between my inside toes on my right front paw. Mom always thought I had white fur between all my toes on my front paws…heh…heh…fooled her, huh?
Next, she was up close and personal with me again…and check out what she discovered for the very first time on my right hind leg, down close to my paw…
Do you see it? I have this sort of white path of fur that starts on my paw and goes about 3 inches up my leg…it looks like a lightning strike…pretty cool, huh?
So Mom is learning about me more and more and knowing how wonderful my furs are. Now I have also been getting more and more brave, getting more confident. You see, I don’t even explore much, at least not while the humans are watching. I guess I used to get in a lot of trouble or hit wherever I lived before going to the shelter.
I hardly ever get on the end tables, or dining table or counters. I do sometimes get on a window sill…but not often nor frequently. I have now done several of these things within only the last 4 days!
First…a walk on a new window sill…had Mom beaming with smiles…I did it in our office!
The window was open, the soft semi-warm air was coming in…and I could not resist as I could hear birds. Now I know I have a small screen bird TV to watch. We have lived here 18 months and I have never climbed up here to relax.
No photos, but I also did some exploring of both the night stands beside the king bed I share with Mom and Dad. Mom always takes a glass of milk to bed with her and has it while she reads. She sits the empty, or sometimes partly unfinished, glass on the nightstand and turns out the light. I decided I needed to check out that glass three nights ago…there was some white stuff in there still…so I tromped right over Mom, woke her up, she turned on the light just as I was shoving my nose down into that glass to get a good whiff and maybe a bitty taste! My gray hair floating in that unfinished milk the next morning told her this was NOT a dream! MOL!!
I do like to get into boxes…in…explore…and then out. But this week Mom turned my two boxes on their sides…and I discovered I could use them in a very special way…
Of course, this afternoon when I was having a nice nap in the larger box…The Kid Sage just had to do the copy cat thing and go climb into the smaller one…but she just pretended she was gonna nap…HAH!…caught ya Kid! Staring!! Not polite!
And finally, The Kid Sage and I spent some more time sharing the living room space last night. I, on my couch, and she on small chair she likes lots…we were not close to each other….but close enough.
My recovery process seems to be almost accelerating with The Kid Sage sharing my home. Do you think ‘she’ could have something to do with me getting more confident, exploring and allowing Mom to get closer and closer to me?…naw…couldn’t be her…nope, no way…sorry I even mentioned it…forget it…pretend I never said that…*pads off to find some kibble to nom*
Paw Pats, Savannah
peeEss Remember last week my humans had their 37th anniversary? Check out the gorgeous Tulips dad sent Mom. He only learned two weeks ago that Tulips are her most fave flower because they are so happy looking and just shout SPRING wherever she sees them…Mom was thrilled then ran to the computer only to learn they are toxic to cats…so up they went onto her doll cabinet where neither of us can get to…Dad didn’t know and neither did Mom…so they will enjoy them in the house this ONE time
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