Seven: So, we moved into our new house in April of 2010 - we were all excited! Aside from that entire thing with Sherri chasing me around the house like an asylum escapee. I do NOT understand the problem with me inspecting every box as it was being packed. And yes, sometimes I had to do it more than once. But, I have gone off on a tangent. We moved in, we got settled. Panda and I sufficiently explored the home and found it much to our liking. And THEN! I was watching Mom on the computer and she was looking at this really big car. I called Panda over and he jumped up and looked right at the screen (he put his butt in Sherri's face, too, and I've told him she doesn't like that) and he said it's something called an "RV." Hmmph.
Panda: We did some research, Seven and I - this means reading the computer screen and listening in on phone conversations, etc. - and it appears that we are going to live in one of these "RV" things. What???? A house on wheels? Will we still get to see birds? Will we throw up? Where will our cat-box go? This is distressing. Most distressing. We will have to do further research and report back.
Welcome to our Blog
This is Panda. I am a 12 yr old long-haired black and white cat. My Mom (Sherri) saved me from the Humane Society in Scottsdale, Arizona when I was 8 weeks old. She's the best mom ever. I am completely spoiled rotten but I kinda like it. I make sure that I spend a lot of time curled on Mom's feet or sleeping in her lap so she knows that I appreciate being spoiled. And I think it's so nice of her to let me have a pillow on the bed all to myself! But just so Mom feels special too I always go to sleep first curled up as close to her face as I can get. That way she won't forget me! And when she falls asleep I kinda sneak on over to my own pillow. But ssshhhh...don't tell her.
This is Seven. I am a 3 yr old long haired tabby-colored cat. A lot of people ask my Mom if I'm a Mancoon. She says she doesn't know and I'm not tellin'. All I know is I'm pretty special. I was rescued from the Humane Society in Huntersville, North Carolina when I was 7 weeks old. Panda told me that he had a brother before me named Boobookitty. Mom had Boobookitty for 19 years (wow!) and when he passed away May 7th of 2009 she was really, really sad. But Mom decided that Boobookitty's passing would save a life and so she came and got me. I think I would have liked Boobookitty - Panda says he was pretty hot stuff. My name is Seven because of the day he went to cat heaven and that makes me feel even more special. Not that I needed any help there - I am king of the world. Just ask me, I'll tell you.
So this page is all about us going on the road. We decided that we should tell the story since we all know that felines are far superior to humans. So, read our story and come along for the ride!
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