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Confessions o0f a Green-eyed Princeling

On the road! My epic journey!

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 buffalo...man, 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

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:

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.