Showing posts with label Cat Tales. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cat Tales. Show all posts

July 4, 2017

Kungfu Panza

Panzer vs. Hair Clip 
in 
The Great Battle of the Oval Tub


August 19, 2011

Pet Birthdays


Panzer, my Cat Tales Rescue rescue, is 2 years old this July.

He's still quite a handful. He likes to harass the dogs. He loves to lick Brisbie. And Brisbie? She's not a fan. She growls to warn him off, but he still tries to sneak in and lick her. He seems to be partial to her ears.


People think he is sweet because he is fluffy and squishy, but there is a wild raccoon inside of him. It makes me think of the Black Keys lyric 'The look on the cake, it ain't always the taste. My ex-girl, she had such a beautiful face,' from the song Next Girl. If I could get him to wear a collar it would read 'Watch your fingers.'




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Brisbie and Tatum's birthdays are in August.

They got old peanut butter jars of blissful happiness.



Tatum, a rescue from Nevada County Animal Shelter, is 9 this year. She survived a cancerous tumor on her paw last year and got quickly back to her status as FIRST! one to the ball.


Happiness is apparently a branch around your neck and a tennis ball in your mouth. Panzer followed her around keeping the world safe from the dangers of branch ends.



Brisbie, now 7, and her resident handler, Kayla. She gets Brisbie to perform acts I would never have guessed possible.


All eyes on the ball.

July 20, 2010

Happy Birthday Panzer!

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Panzer, whom I call 'Pants' mostly, has turned a year old!

He is quite the odd little animal to cohabitate with. He thinks he is one of the dogs, but I would equate him more to a raccoon or a squirrel; something you would think is a bit too wild to live indoors.

Panzer is fascinated by electronics. He waits for the DVD and Xbox to open so he can attack the CD trays, he wants to know where the paper comes from when the printer is on, and he is a big fan of the ceiling fans. He won't leave my laptop alone either. He is either running across it, batting at the screen or trying to get underneath it. If my laptop is open and the screen goes to sleep, he will come over and touch the keyboard to get it going again. He gets excited when I play music over the laptop or my Ipod - circling around, digging underneath, smelling and tasting the noise-maker all in the effort of finding where the sound comes from.

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Panzer waiting patiently for the chance
to get his paw caught in the DVD player.

Panzer is really active. He needs constant stimulation. He is hard on the furniture, the old cat, and my flesh. He prefers to attack one of the dogs (Tatum) and lick the other (Brisbie). The licking seems cute and affectionate, but Brisbie is not his biggest fan and she growls at him when he tries to groom her. Panz thinks he is one of the dogs and gets really upset when they go somewhere he doesn't. When they go outside to play ball, he expects to go too and then spends his time jumping out of the bushes and attacking the dogs as they pass, and climbing trees at maximum possible speed.

He is a ruthless bag-ivore (be it plastic or paper), a murderer of yarn (especially if it is attached to a project), and a thief of other people's food (no matter how full his own bowl is).

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What's good about him? He is hilarious and adorable. Panz is very interested in everything I do. He waits outside of the bathroom for me, throws himself down on my lap in a fuzzy little ball, lays across the back of my neck to watch me knit or type, every move he makes is accompanied by a tiny trills and squeaks as though he were a toy, he plays fetch with his favorite toy.

He also has the most amazing fur. I keep saying I'm going to make myself a Panzer hat one day. And the belly. He has the cutest, fat, squishy belly. If you can survive the retaliation, it's well worth a squeeze.

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As I type this, he is using my arm as a prop to hold up his leg while he cleans it. Glad to be of service...

Happy Birthday, Pants. :)

October 8, 2009

Panzer Bjorn

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This is Panzer Bjorn, the newest mess maker added to our home. He's named, ironically, after the armored bears in the story The Golden Compass.

We adopted Panzer from Cat Tales Rescue based in Solano County during one of their weekend adoption days at Petco.

He is highly spirited and keeps everyone in our house, human and animal alike, on their toes.


Panzer helping me with my laptop.
Panzer

Panzer stealing my spot.
Panzer stealing my spot