Simon & The Kielbasa Gang
I have come to you with a serious warning... For those of you looking to bring a Savannah cat into your home, for those of you with a newly acquired Savannah, and for those of you who are owned by Savannahs who been pretending to be demure and innocent....
HIDE YOUR SAUSAGES, PEOPLE! HIDE THEM!
Earlier in this week, I had a slight memory lapse as I pulled a Kielbasa sausage out of my freezer. I was intending on making jambalaya and my brain told me I had already pulled one sausage out, but my eyesight told me there were none to be found! I vaguely remember thinking, "I should put this up before the cats get to it"- but then again, that could be stress or old age setting in.
I looked high in the fridge- the children looked low- underneath the beds. No sausage was to be found and my faulty memory was blamed for the mishap.
Little did I know, when I was digging underneath the master bed, looking for that damnable always missing TIVO remote, that I would pull out the poor remains of a savaged Kielbasa today! YES! All that was left was the plastic wrap, mauled almost beyond recognition!
The culprit is still at large. He is lanky, orange, with spots and nice ocelli on the back of his ears. Very long legs and a big pink nose that screams INNOCENT- but don't believe it! I believe he also works with a buddy system and before you know it- your OWN Savannah could be a part of the Kielbasa Sausage Gang!
HIDE YOUR SAUSAGES, PEOPLE!
That's all I'm saying.
(On a serious note- seriously, they could have ate the plastic and then we'd be out $2000 for a blockage. Better a $3 sausage then a $2000 surgery! Better yet- no sausage thieving AND no surgery!)
Copyrighted 2005 AllEarz Savannahs
I have come to you with a serious warning... For those of you looking to bring a Savannah cat into your home, for those of you with a newly acquired Savannah, and for those of you who are owned by Savannahs who been pretending to be demure and innocent....
HIDE YOUR SAUSAGES, PEOPLE! HIDE THEM!
Earlier in this week, I had a slight memory lapse as I pulled a Kielbasa sausage out of my freezer. I was intending on making jambalaya and my brain told me I had already pulled one sausage out, but my eyesight told me there were none to be found! I vaguely remember thinking, "I should put this up before the cats get to it"- but then again, that could be stress or old age setting in.
I looked high in the fridge- the children looked low- underneath the beds. No sausage was to be found and my faulty memory was blamed for the mishap.
Little did I know, when I was digging underneath the master bed, looking for that damnable always missing TIVO remote, that I would pull out the poor remains of a savaged Kielbasa today! YES! All that was left was the plastic wrap, mauled almost beyond recognition!
The culprit is still at large. He is lanky, orange, with spots and nice ocelli on the back of his ears. Very long legs and a big pink nose that screams INNOCENT- but don't believe it! I believe he also works with a buddy system and before you know it- your OWN Savannah could be a part of the Kielbasa Sausage Gang!
HIDE YOUR SAUSAGES, PEOPLE!
That's all I'm saying.
(On a serious note- seriously, they could have ate the plastic and then we'd be out $2000 for a blockage. Better a $3 sausage then a $2000 surgery! Better yet- no sausage thieving AND no surgery!)
Copyrighted 2005 AllEarz Savannahs