Panther Ramen

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Home:Portland, Marble Mountain Nova, OR  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 19 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 7 lbs.

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Lily Lips, Long Tall Kitty, Brown Mole, Sleepy Head

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:

March 1st 1997

A warm lap or light and heating pad, being rocked in his red recliner

Vacuum cleaners, being moved from under the covers

Favorite Toy:
Feline flyer, twisty ties, any piece of cord becomes an object of obsession and is carried all over the house

Favorite Nap Spot:
Owner's lap, under covers

Favorite Food:
Won't eat anything but Iams dry, and a little bit of cheese or milk

Leaps from floor to shoulders, will fetch, great compassion, comes when called, greets guests


Arrival Story:
I went to a cat show with my friend. My husband said: "Don't come home with a cat! (we already had three). I saw the oriental shorthairs and was smitten. There was a black on in a litle of kittens for sale, and I really wanted him, but he was not comfortable in my arms. When I picked up Panther, he purred, and licked my nose...that was it. I called my husband from the show. As soon as I said "hi" he started laughing and said: "You got a cat, didn't you?" I said, "well, my birthday is next month." He has always let me have my way. Even though Panther was just a kitten, his supremely confident princely air made him leader of the other three within about 15 minutes!

The best lover, a good husband surrogate. Likes being rocked in a big red recliner. If it is rocked hard, he rolls around and licks himself. We think he thinks the chair is a large tongue. With his cousin Sifaka, both poke their head in the shower to supervise ablutions, and start yelling if we take too long (they are very environmentally conscuous and hate us using too much water. Because of this, they also closely inspspect ALL activities in the bathroom, regardless of whether the person using it is a guest or not. Likes to pretend he is intact and pasters our spayed female, making very odd sounds.

Lives Remaining:
6 of 9

Forums Motto:
Prince of noodley lovers

I've Been On Catster Since:
May 17th 2005 More than 11 years!

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Confessions o0f a Green-eyed Princeling

On the road! My epic journey!

May 13th 2006 8:17 am
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My human and I are travelling from Potland OR to Cape Breton Nova Scotia and back (in the Fall) in a teardrop trailer and a Subaru Baja! I was scared at first, but she gave me something that makes me feel really good, and within 60 miles of home I realized that I wasn't going to the vet. Of course, my human drove me all over town before leaving to let me get used to the idea of being in the car, and we slept together in the teardrop for several days before leaving. She also brought my favorite blanket.

I am an impeccable shot-gun rider, every 15-20 miles or so I talk conversationally to my human. She has a pop-up tent style cage for me which is stupid, and a silly harness and leash for me which is vulgar, but I put up with all this because I like to be near her. I yell until I am let out of the cage, and the harness, and then I revolve my position around the car according to where the sun is coming in. I really want to be sitting on her lap, but that only happens if there is a lonley, straight road somewhere with no traffic, which isn't nearly as much as I'd like!

Our only argument was when I wanted to go the one place I am not allowed, and that is by her feet. My human finally pulled off the road and let me go down there, and after all my efforts, there was only foot odor and dirt. I was non-plussed (see photo). I know, I know, curiosity and the cat and all that!

So far, I have been though Washington, Idaho, Montana, and Wyoming, and am about to go into South Dakota today to see Mount Rushmore and the Badlands. The high point was being in Yellowstone, and looking out the window eye-to-eye with a bull, are they homely! Yesterday we came through the Black Hills, and at 9,000 feet, I wouldn't call them hills! Well, my human is rattling that annoying leash again, so it is time to go! Ta ta!


My own bumper sticker

August 23rd 2005 8:55 pm
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My human designed a bumper sticker with me on it! So much for "My child is an honor student...." I am a god! If you would like one, write to her through me.


How I got my name:

May 24th 2005 12:21 pm
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Since I am a pure bred, my human had to come up with a high-falutin' name to put on my papers, something like, Queen of the World Miss Prissy Poo. We thought I looked rather Egyptian, but also like a melanistic panther. So the first permutation was Ra-men Panther, after the Egyptian sun god and the animal. However, I had passed the tests my owner does when evaluating a new kitty. First, she stretched me out to my full length and held me up in the air. Front paws stretched out front, and rear legs out to the rear, toes pointed. I thought all that felt good, as my first human had reared me to be a show animal. Then my human bent me inro a "U" shape, and I just looked inquiringly at her with my round eyes with round pupils. Finally, she turned me on my back and cradled me in her arms. Now when my human was looking at my brother (who was pure black, and my human really wanted a black Oriental), he got excited and clawed his way up to her shoulder and wouldn't let go. I was smarter than that. I reached up with my pointy nose and licked her nose while purring enthusiastically. The rest is history, and I have even managed to convince my human that being brown is a great thing, as there are nuances of mahogany, violet, orange, and bronze, depending upon the light. After being in my new home for a few days, the name Noodle was discussed because of my laid back nature and trust of humans. This name was not distinguished enough for my beauty and papers. My human was making ramen noodles for dinner that night when she exclaimed "I got it!" And so my name became Ramen Panther. Still sounds exhalted, but really means noodles. My day-to-day name id Panther, and that is what I answer to, so I go by Panther Ramen.

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