SAPO, 5F SBT Savannah Cat
When Sapo came to live with me in 2010, I wasn’t expecting the challenge that this marvelous Pet Child would provide. When picked up at the cattery in Ponca City, his whole body fits perfectly in the palm of one hand. Sapo was only eight weeks of age. Placed in a pet carrier to take him home, he pitched a cat mellowing tantrum of extraordinary fitting with non-stop meowing.
On the way back, I had planned to go to the pet store to buy some extra toys, food, and groceries for him. Instead, when the train stopped traffic, I got out of the car moving him to the seat next to me where I could place a finger in the carrier while I drove to help smooth the pain of leaving mom and confinement of the carrier. It was the kickoff of a lifelong bond continues to this day.
The first night he crawled into the wing of my arm to sleep. He mimics nursing on the edge of my armpit. The little fellow stretches his entire body belly to belly as close to my body as he could be. A practice he has never given up or changed ‘till this day. The change in the last ten years is the size. He’s become a HUGE cat. The tiny furball I could hold in the palm of one hand has turned into a very large cat, a 5f SBT Savannah in the size of F2.
He and I are very close. He loves taking a breather next to me. Often resting on the desktop of the computer while I work or perched to watch me work. Frequently, he would touch me with his paw as I typed. When perched he will reach to touch when I am close to him. During the construction of the outdoor enclosure, Sapo perched on various perches to see me reposition when I moved to new locations. He loves it when I work to get close to me..
He is a real good boy, never extracting his claws when playing or touching me, never biting downward while playfully nibbling on my fingers and hands. Ideal behavior is absolutely perfect for cat. He keeps me insight everywhere follows in the kitchen, bathroom If I start upstairs, he’s there keeping me company. When I focus on the project, I am the definition of OCD can’t stay in place. I have to move around a lot, the back and forth doesn’t discourage his effort to stay close to me.
When he and his future girlfriends were near maturity, it was necessary to separate to prevent unexpected pregnancies. The young ladies were kept in the master bedroom away from him. He had the enjoyment of the rest of the home.
His following my steps has limits. Apparently running up, down the stair became old where there was no need for him to climb the stairs if not entering the girls’ room. He resolved to avoid this needless task of going up and down the stair by stationing at the stair entry to watch my intentions. Every move to open a girl’s room instantaneously, he was there.
Sometimes I was ornery by motioning towards the girls’ room Lickity split he was there, if bathroom, he remains at the underside of the stairs watching me make certain I was only going to the restroom. So cute and funny, I love to play tricks on him by stepping towards the girls’ room so my boy would quickly run up the steps. It was the beginning of Sapo maximizing his abilities by using them for his activities.
He has a very high I.Q exceptional at learning from observing. He quickly realized how useful the door handles were. All doors with a lever opening, if desired, he will open. Fortunately, although he tries, he’s not mastered opening round doorknobs. He tries to turn them, so far, that’s not working. All latch doors required locks to prevent him from opening them.
This separation sort of meant he was home alone when I proceeded to work.
My cats were unintentionally trained due to my consistent continue routines. My daily work routine was morning first take my medication, feed the cats, prepared breakfast, off to work. When coming home from work I would feed the cats, clean litter box, change to running clothes go for a run, shower, check my phone and email message then catch up with other needs.
Cats are more observing and discriminating to their human common habits than we might realize. They “receive it perfectly” expect the same old, same old with no interference. The cat recognizes the car sound, smells of their person distance away. They know when you come and go.
One night working downstairs at the computer I heard a disturbance. What happened while he was enjoying his play activity of toilet flushing. Apparently he was off balance when he flushed where he falls into the potty. It was scary, so he ran down the stairs, jumping onto my lap getting me wet. That was the night I found out why, in the previous two months, my water bill was higher than any other time living in the house. Flushing the toilet watching the water swirl had become his preferred activity.
When I retired, I moved to Oklahoma, built an outdoor enclosure so the cats could enjoy the outdoors with praetorian security. Once I let the cats stay overnight in the enclosure without realizing the skills he had developed by watching me open the gates. During the night or early morning he had opened all the enclosure doors releasing himself and the girls to go as they chose. When I woke up about six. I overheard a cat meowing at the front door.
My surprise was him, Sapo, who wanted me to treat him like a kitten and congratulate him on what he did. My heart rushes with fear for the girls. I found Samantha, Takiyah remained in their cat houses, but little Russia had disappeared. Needless to say, my boy broke my heart thinking I had lost my Russia. I was beginning to accept that she was no longer there, maybe I would never see her again. When I heard a cat meowing from above. Looking around there she was on top of the home.
She climbed onto the roof of the house couldn’t come down. All was good and I learned gates, doors are to be locked or my boy will open them.
My sisters like teasing me about this story. Saying he just wanted his dad to see his accomplishments by greeting me at the front door with Meowing “Daddy, I’m here.”
With all storytelling, the best comes last. Back in the day, it wasn’t fun. I was unhappy with Sapo, tired from a long working day (7 to 7) discovering what he had done home alone.
Scene 2010 fall Parent-Teacher conference requiring a very long work day. In previous conferences I would often come home for lunch or take a 30-minute break between 2 and 4. At this conference I worked straight through non-stop only taking working/walking snacks from the snack bar provided by the PTO.
It was a mistake to stay away from home. SAPO was more than disgusted, furious, and out to punish due too much time alone. Arriving at the house around 7:15 when opening the door was the biggest nightmare that I experienced when leaving the cat at home alone unsupervised.
Apparently, when I did not arrive home as expected, he decided to register his disgust. Of course, his wrath increased with the passage of time.
Letting me how he felt he open the kitchen cabinet storing my paper towel to spread all over my living room, dining room, and kitchen. As time passed that was not enough of expression so he continues by taking the toilet paper from the bathroom proving his observation of Halloween activities. The boy was better at toilet papering than most who apply this tool during Halloween. All rooms and bathrooms were toilet paper other than the one where the girls lived. He couldn’t enter this room. I’m sure he tried to open the door. Besides cleaning when exalted to manage his act, I had to run to the store before closing to replace my toilet paper and paper towels.
Satisfied with his deed, there he was perched on the sofa, stretched out looking at me as I entered my home. Acting totally innocent and as though he did the right thing. After cleaning up I went back to my routine checking emails, telephone messages, and catching up on the computer. He nested as usual beside me on the right side of the computer desktop. About 15 minutes passed, he reached his paw to pat me on the hand, saying he had forgiven me, yes ME. This folks is cat when home alone. I recommend two or more cats so this will not happen to YOU. The cats will express their spirits. If they have a companion, this will be with other cats and not a demonstration for their parent.
SAPO, 5F SBT Savannah Cat
When Sapo came to live with me in 2010, I wasn’t expecting the challenge that this marvelous Pet Child would provide. When picked up at the cattery in Ponca City, his whole body fits perfectly in the palm of one hand. Sapo was only eight weeks of age. Placed in a pet carrier to take him home, he pitched a cat mellowing tantrum of extraordinary fitting with non-stop meowing.
On the way back, I had planned to go to the pet store to buy some extra toys, food, and groceries for him. Instead, when the train stopped traffic, I got out of the car moving him to the seat next to me where I could place a finger in the carrier while I drove to help smooth the pain of leaving mom and confinement of the carrier. It was the kickoff of a lifelong bond continues to this day.
The first night he crawled into the wing of my arm to sleep. He mimics nursing on the edge of my armpit. The little fellow stretches his entire body belly to belly as close to my body as he could be. A practice he has never given up or changed ‘till this day. The change in the last ten years is the size. He’s become a HUGE cat. The tiny furball I could hold in the palm of one hand has turned into a very large cat, a 5f SBT Savannah in the size of F2.
He and I are very close. He loves taking a breather next to me. Often resting on the desktop of the computer while I work or perched to watch me work. Frequently, he would touch me with his paw as I typed. When perched he will reach to touch when I am close to him. During the construction of the outdoor enclosure, Sapo perched on various perches to see me reposition when I moved to new locations. He loves it when I work to get close to me..
He is a real good boy, never extracting his claws when playing or touching me, never biting downward while playfully nibbling on my fingers and hands. Ideal behavior is absolutely perfect for cat. He keeps me insight everywhere follows in the kitchen, bathroom If I start upstairs, he’s there keeping me company. When I focus on the project, I am the definition of OCD can’t stay in place. I have to move around a lot, the back and forth doesn’t discourage his effort to stay close to me.
When he and his future girlfriends were near maturity, it was necessary to separate to prevent unexpected pregnancies. The young ladies were kept in the master bedroom away from him. He had the enjoyment of the rest of the home.
His following my steps has limits. Apparently running up, down the stair became old where there was no need for him to climb the stairs if not entering the girls’ room. He resolved to avoid this needless task of going up and down the stair by stationing at the stair entry to watch my intentions. Every move to open a girl’s room instantaneously, he was there.
Sometimes I was ornery by motioning towards the girls’ room Lickity split he was there, if bathroom, he remains at the underside of the stairs watching me make certain I was only going to the restroom. So cute and funny, I love to play tricks on him by stepping towards the girls’ room so my boy would quickly run up the steps. It was the beginning of Sapo maximizing his abilities by using them for his activities.
He has a very high I.Q exceptional at learning from observing. He quickly realized how useful the door handles were. All doors with a lever opening, if desired, he will open. Fortunately, although he tries, he’s not mastered opening round doorknobs. He tries to turn them, so far, that’s not working. All latch doors required locks to prevent him from opening them.
This separation sort of meant he was home alone when I proceeded to work.
My cats were unintentionally trained due to my consistent continue routines. My daily work routine was morning first take my medication, feed the cats, prepared breakfast, off to work. When coming home from work I would feed the cats, clean litter box, change to running clothes go for a run, shower, check my phone and email message then catch up with other needs.
Cats are more observing and discriminating to their human common habits than we might realize. They “receive it perfectly” expect the same old, same old with no interference. The cat recognizes the car sound, smells of their person distance away. They know when you come and go.
One night working downstairs at the computer I heard a disturbance. What happened while he was enjoying his play activity of toilet flushing. Apparently he was off balance when he flushed where he falls into the potty. It was scary, so he ran down the stairs, jumping onto my lap getting me wet. That was the night I found out why, in the previous two months, my water bill was higher than any other time living in the house. Flushing the toilet watching the water swirl had become his preferred activity.
When I retired, I moved to Oklahoma, built an outdoor enclosure so the cats could enjoy the outdoors with praetorian security. Once I let the cats stay overnight in the enclosure without realizing the skills he had developed by watching me open the gates. During the night or early morning he had opened all the enclosure doors releasing himself and the girls to go as they chose. When I woke up about six. I overheard a cat meowing at the front door.
My surprise was him, Sapo, who wanted me to treat him like a kitten and congratulate him on what he did. My heart rushes with fear for the girls. I found Samantha, Takiyah remained in their cat houses, but little Russia had disappeared. Needless to say, my boy broke my heart thinking I had lost my Russia. I was beginning to accept that she was no longer there, maybe I would never see her again. When I heard a cat meowing from above. Looking around there she was on top of the home.
She climbed onto the roof of the house couldn’t come down. All was good and I learned gates, doors are to be locked or my boy will open them.
My sisters like teasing me about this story. Saying he just wanted his dad to see his accomplishments by greeting me at the front door with Meowing “Daddy, I’m here.”
With all storytelling, the best comes last. Back in the day, it wasn’t fun. I was unhappy with Sapo, tired from a long working day (7 to 7) discovering what he had done home alone.
Scene 2010 fall Parent-Teacher conference requiring a very long work day. In previous conferences I would often come home for lunch or take a 30-minute break between 2 and 4. At this conference I worked straight through non-stop only taking working/walking snacks from the snack bar provided by the PTO.
It was a mistake to stay away from home. SAPO was more than disgusted, furious, and out to punish due too much time alone. Arriving at the house around 7:15 when opening the door was the biggest nightmare that I experienced when leaving the cat at home alone unsupervised.
Apparently, when I did not arrive home as expected, he decided to register his disgust. Of course, his wrath increased with the passage of time.
Letting me how he felt he open the kitchen cabinet storing my paper towel to spread all over my living room, dining room, and kitchen. As time passed that was not enough of expression so he continues by taking the toilet paper from the bathroom proving his observation of Halloween activities. The boy was better at toilet papering than most who apply this tool during Halloween. All rooms and bathrooms were toilet paper other than the one where the girls lived. He couldn’t enter this room. I’m sure he tried to open the door. Besides cleaning when exalted to manage his act, I had to run to the store before closing to replace my toilet paper and paper towels.
Satisfied with his deed, there he was perched on the sofa, stretched out looking at me as I entered my home. Acting totally innocent and as though he did the right thing. After cleaning up I went back to my routine checking emails, telephone messages, and catching up on the computer. He nested as usual beside me on the right side of the computer desktop. About 15 minutes passed, he reached his paw to pat me on the hand, saying he had forgiven me, yes ME. This folks is cat when home alone. I recommend two or more cats so this will not happen to YOU. The cats will express their spirits. If they have a companion, this will be with other cats and not a demonstration for their parent.
