The UnBEARable Panda-ness of Being

Dancing in the moonlight with Pandas

Dancing the "red dot" dance in the moonlight with Pandas!

OK, this has gone far enough! It’s bad enough that there are pandas all over the house and all over the bed and I just don’t want to think about all the other places that those rotten pandas have insinuated themselves.  It’s getting so that a cat can’t relax in her own house anymore.

In case you are wondering, I, Mehitabel, princess of the universe, have taken control of the keyboard from that insidious, adorable menace, Bob T. Panda.  I am currently locked in the bathroom with the laptop, so that I can counteract all the  panda propaganda that has been passing for intellectual discourse around here, lately.  Just what, I ask you is a cat to do?  You tell me.

“Panda On,” my foot!  Felines Forever!

Mehitabel

3 thoughts on “The UnBEARable Panda-ness of Being

      1. AuntieGrammmie

        I was never a total cat person, but as long as the dogs, cats, birds, hamsters and guinea pigs got along we all used the house at one time. It seems this cat comes wih Pandas—-what a noble cat it must be. Having a mix like we had when the kids were young was great—but the kids and I have outgrown it by many years. I do not have any idea how they all got along, but my parrot was QUEEN. She did not bite the dogs tails (a Lab and an Irish Setter) like she did to my Siamese and Himalayan she just allowed them to approach her slowly until they were nose to beak, then in her loudest voice said “Hi” and scared the you know what out of them. Animals can be very funny, but Pandas have all the other species beat!….Love Grammmie

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What does your inner panda think?

The UnBEARable Panda-ness of Being

Dancing in the moonlight with Pandas

Dancing the "red dot" dance in the moonlight with Pandas!

OK, this has gone far enough! It’s bad enough that there are pandas all over the house and all over the bed and I just don’t want to think about all the other places that those rotten pandas have insinuated themselves.  It’s getting so that a cat can’t relax in her own house anymore.

In case you are wondering, I, Mehitabel, princess of the universe, have taken control of the keyboard from that insidious, adorable menace, Bob T. Panda.  I am currently locked in the bathroom with the laptop, so that I can counteract all the  panda propaganda that has been passing for intellectual discourse around here, lately.  Just what, I ask you is a cat to do?  You tell me.

“Panda On,” my foot!  Felines Forever!

Mehitabel

3 thoughts on “The UnBEARable Panda-ness of Being

      1. AuntieGrammmie

        I was never a total cat person, but as long as the dogs, cats, birds, hamsters and guinea pigs got along we all used the house at one time. It seems this cat comes wih Pandas—-what a noble cat it must be. Having a mix like we had when the kids were young was great—but the kids and I have outgrown it by many years. I do not have any idea how they all got along, but my parrot was QUEEN. She did not bite the dogs tails (a Lab and an Irish Setter) like she did to my Siamese and Himalayan she just allowed them to approach her slowly until they were nose to beak, then in her loudest voice said “Hi” and scared the you know what out of them. Animals can be very funny, but Pandas have all the other species beat!….Love Grammmie

        Reply

What does your inner panda think?