”Life’s Daily Inspiration” In My Beanie Baby
If you’ve read our about us page on this site you already know we write about many topics. We write about Hospice stories from our past.
About things, we have seen and experienced through our life’s journey. Both the good the bad and the sad. Hence the name ”Life’s Daily Inspiration”
This article is about my cat Beanie he was a real ham of a cat. He loved playing or more aptly torturing me. He was named after a beanie baby with a sunflower dress and a bonnet on.
Which was funny all by itself to look at this big 24 lb cat. Yep, 24 you read that correctly a big kitty.
With a big personality to match it.
The name Beanie means little devil and it fit him to a Tee.
I could be sound asleep and if Beanie decided at 3 in the morning he wanted attention. He would lick my face first then when that didn’t work.
He meows real pitiful. Lol, no kidding. Then he would step over my neck with his front paws and fall down across my throat. Uh-oh, remember he was 24 lbs. No, sleeping through that. Not a ”life’s daily inspiration”
So he got exactly what he wanted his ears rubbed, his belly scratched and talked to like a child.
Which only encouraged Beanie to try the same tactics the next time he wanted attention. I guess you could say he was inspired to try it till it worked.
Beanie also had a few other bad habits I, as his human servant encouraged I guess you would say.
Of course, everyone knows dogs have masters. Cats have staff. Oh, boy is that saying true.
My friend once laughingly told me if he was 2 inches tall his old dog Springer would probably lick him to death. While my cat Beanie, if I was 2 inches tall, would definitely eat me. After torturing me first.
His all-time favorite was getting what he wanted to eat on any given day. How, you might ask?
I always kept dry cat food down and water. What a joke. He knew and I knew it was for the occasional haft to meal. Like when mom was out of the house.
He knew I bought canned Tuna in water just for him. And that I kept it in a bottom cabinet. And that treats were in a cookie jar on the counter.
And he was absolutely forbidden from my counters. But, he could stare at that spot on the kitchen counter. And sit in front of that lower cabinet like a statue. Waiting on his staff person to assist him in the object of his heart’s desire.
Beanie was diagnosed with a megacolon when he was about a year old. Beanie had been hit by a car and taken to the vet I use. For treatment and adoption. Which was probably the reason for the hourglass-shaped colon.
He was such a handful they had a picture of an Alligator on the cover of his chart. Lol, what a stinker. At first, he didn’t even want to be petted instead he would bite me.
Unfortunately, I’m as stubborn as he was mean. So first I would wear leather gloves. And then I started putting peppermint on them and he quit biting.
But from the start, he would sleep at my feet at night. So I knew he was just misunderstood.
Almost immediately within weeks, he had to have his colon removed. Cats can live long lives if properly cared for without a colon.
He quickly learned I could make him feel better with the meds. And then he’d get pampered meaning Tuna and treats. Being a very smart cat he quickly adapted. He started letting me pet him.
I bought him one of the laser toys and that was the beginning of a twenty-two-year relationship. He would chase that red laser light till he would drop on all fours. Exhausted but happy.
He became a beloved family member and we were inseparable. He acted more like a dog when I called him he would come running. He would even let me dress him up like the Easter Bunny.
Which was totally hilarious a cat with bunny ears in a basket full of Easter eggs.
One of those memories I will forever cherish.
Elaine and I hope you have enjoyed our story from a page in our daily life. Please leave us a comment below. Tell us about your animals.