So we went to the Geauga Humane Society to get a new friend for our cat Mu. Michelle wanted a fluffy white Persian, but she made the mistake of handing me a little black kitten before filling out paperwork. By the time she came back, I told her we found a cat. She was all, “no, that was not what I was looking for!” But what did she expect, handing me a kitten like that?
Not a white-haired Persian
She got her name, Panzer, because she was built like a tank and had a habit of running and plowing over poor Mu, even when Mu was twice her size. Though, that didn’t last as Panzer eventually grew bigger than Mu.
Mu didn’t have any hard feelings though
Panzer grew to be a pretty large cat.
No more room, go away.
And she was probably the most playful.
What you hiding in here?
While she was always closest to Mu, she did get along with all our subsequent animals.
This is what mommy was looking for?
Unfortunately, after a bout of illness, we had to say goodbye to her this week. All I can say is what we gained from having her this past decade-and-a-half outweighs what we lost on Monday.
File under “cat picture.”
