I had a greeeaat morning last Wednesday!  First, Daddy shoved Panda Bear and Meerkat into the pink portable box and closed the gate.  Then Daddy and Mommy took them away!  I was so happy I finally had the house all to myself!

I sniffed and sniffed all around.  I went downstairs and I went upstairs.  I explored and I sniffed places I don’t normally go because Panda Bear always follows me.  I don’t want to bore you with the litany of places I explored, but let’s just say I had a great time!  And I got such deep sleep! 

But, it didn’t last long.  Mommy and Daddy came back after a while, and UNFORTUNATELY, they brought Panda Bear and Meerkat back too.  They all smelled different … in fact, they smelled like the place I went to for my war injury. 

The Kittens Come Home

I hissed and spat at them, and ran downstairs.  Of course, PANDA BEAR FOLLOWED ME!  Why can’t he just leave me alone sometimes????  Ugh, I thought I was rid of them! But now they’re back!



I have had just about enough of Panda Bear’s antics. That little hoodlum follows me around, and then wants to lay way too close to me for no apparent reason. He has no concept of keeping a socially acceptable distance from me, like about 10,000 miles. And then there’s the butt sniffing.

Panda Bear runs around and chases Meerkat, his sister, and she often seems to egg him on. Kids. I just don’t get it. But then he goes and bites her really hard or sits on her head. Or bites her while sitting on her head.

Panda Bear inhales his stinky goodness at the speed of light. Then he pushes his way into my food dish while I am still playing with it. Doesn’t he know anything about appearing to be finicky, even if you like what the humans put into the dish? You have to play hard to get, obviously a lesson he has yet to learn.

If I could just get my paws on some ritalin to add to Panda Bear’s food when he’s not looking … the way he eats he wouldn’t even notice. Heh.