Seven and Panda Tell The Tale: A Whole New View

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!

Monday, June 20, 2011

A Whole New View - and a new cat????

Panda and Seven:

We like looking out the door of our new house. We saw our neighbors try to park their "rigs" - wow, our Mom is REALLY good at parking our house compared to these people. Woooooweeeeee. Mom did it in about two tries (with help) and our neighbor took about 8 tries (with help.) It sure made for some good watching though.

And, apparently our Dad found a stray kitty here at the campground. His/her owner drove off and left him here! And called a WEEK later to ask if anyone has seen their cat. But they still haven't been back. So Dad has been sneaking him food and water down by the lake, but today he carried him up here to our house and put out a food and water bowl for him. And Mom put out a towel so he'd have something to sleep on. Dad says he is NOT coming in the house. We'll see about that. Dad has been calling the stray kitty "RV" - and let's not forget that he "doesn't like cats."