Harvey's Daily Hat Trick

Harvey is still stealing and dumping his huge ceramic water bowl at least four times a day. Jason made a copper band to hold it to the wall, similar to the clamps you use on a dryer vent. Harvey still manages to take the heavy crock out of the band and play hockey with it, dumping water everywhere. I think we're doing at least one additional load of laundry each day, just for the towels we use to clean up the water.

He's so big and clumsy, his coordination hasn't caught up to his size yet, that we can't let him dump water because his feet get wet. Then he slips when he tries to run or jump from the furniture to the floor. Dangerous for him. Nerve-wracking for me.

Next thing we're going to try is to invert a large plastic cooler and cut a hole in the bottom, the diameter of his ceramic water crock, just below the lip. We'll put a concrete block, maybe two in the bottom of the cooler and latch it, still upside down. Then we'll set his heavy ceramic crock into the hole we cut and resting on the lip. He shouldn't (ha!) be able to lift the crock out, or be able to push over the cooler since it will have concrete blocks in the bottom.

Shouldn't... but he's extremely intelligent and extremely large and does what he wants. He's still a kitten and plays like one. Just that his toys are larger than everyone else's.

We're surprised he hasn't taught the others to dump water. Everyone else puts toys in water, or stands with front feet in the dish and splashes water out. But no one dumps the water dish. And no one plays hockey with the heavy ceramic crocks. Just Harvey.

Jason just asked me to weigh a crock to give you an idea of Harvey's strength. Empty, the crock weighs 4 pounds 2 ounces. With water, 2/3 full, it weighs 6 pounds 12 ounces -- almost SEVEN pounds -- we should get him a bowling ball, but then he could do real damage. We've never caught him taking the crock out of the copper band, but we've sure cleaned up his spills!

The joys of living with an F2B Savannah... he's worth it, he's also rotten. And thank goodness he's better at creating mischief than he is at teaching our other Savannahs how to misbehave!!!

Max Discovers Water Sports

I think our F3B Savannah kitten Max has been online and read our new poll, What's your Savannah's Favorite Water Sport?, because he's learned to fish!

Savannah cats love to play in water, of any type, and we use very heavy ceramic water dishes. Because a Savannah's definition of play is to fish in, splash out, and dunk toys. They'll also curl one paw around the edge and pull (or push) their heavy water crocks all the way across the room if they can build up enough momentum.

Max has discovered all of the above, and unfortunately, he's taught his sister Meica, too. So I've spent the last hour cleaning up from Max and Meica's newest antics. Max has been talking and cooing and loving me -- and helping (ha!) me the entire time -- there's no way I can be upset with him for doing what comes naturally to an early generation Savannah cat. Meica has been running laps around the small nursery, taking short breaks to bop Dale on the nose before going back to wiffle ball soccer.