It was a late October night in 2013 in Kansas when, as my daughter was leaving her job at the mall, a security guard came up to her and said he found a box of kittens abandoned in the nearly empty parking lot. Further, animal control would not be able to come until the morning. "Would she please do 'something'." The box was labeled, "Please take". She looked inside and found 4 little kittens that couldn't have been barely a month old. There was no way they would survive the frigid night and so she picked up kitten formula and headed home with them.
I knew in my heart that once they entered the house that not all of them would be leaving and I frowned at the idea of adding to our existing brood of two older 15-year old cats, one 8-year old cat, and a new pomeranian puppy. She promised to find homes for the kittens once they were stable. And she did. All but one little black female kitten . And truth be told, I didn't put up any fuss by that time.
Pandabear aka Boo-Boo Kitty became a comical companion to the puppy as well as becoming an integral part of our family. Whereas the older cats were more territorial, she crossed all boundaries fearlessly with a blissful young confidence. She is our urban jumper; flying through the house at the speed of light. She practices her hunting skills on her 'brother' dog and loves to sleep under the covers with me when all the lights are out at night time. She has a quirk of mewing at my chair when I'm at the computer which means she wants to crawl under my shirt and nap while I sit there. She also eased our grief at losing our two older cats over the ensuing 18 months.
I feel Blessed everyday for the laughter, happiness, and pure joy Panda has brought to us.
Overland Park, KS
