Hey Pet Parents & Pet Lovers,
Today is a perfect day for me to write a post like this since I’m an anxious mess as I get ready for touring. If you know me in real life you can confirm that fact that I am usually strung up or stressed, especially when I’m leaving town for an extended period of time.
I’m one of those people who worries about everything, especially when it comes to preparedness and having things ready. Before we left for England I had our bags packed two weeks in advance. I had to make sure I brought everything with me and even over packed just in case there was something I needed extra of. (I even packed 10 pairs of underwear even though we were there for 6 days! Who knows what could happen!!)
Traveling by plane always makes me anxious, especially because of past experiences of selective racism I’ve had. (But let’s not talk about that, since this is a cat blog!)
Photo from I Like to Take Unflattering Photos of my Pets
Beau seems to always know when I’m anxious…
It’s weird that Beau always seems to know when I’m having a hard day, even if I’m not in the same room as him. For instance: today I noticed that my posters and pamphlets for my tour were being sent to the wrong address. Luckily the address was about an hour bike ride away from where I live, but this was something I thought I had already cleared with the shipping company a week prior and my blood started to boil. As soon as I shut my laptop screen (about to scream) Beau popped his head into our office and let out a soft mew. He made his way over to my chair and plopped right on my foot, purring. He obviously knew something was up, it’s just weird that he knew even when he was in two rooms over and I was trying to be as quiet as I could as to not wake him.
*Photo from Being Re-United With my Fur Baby
Beau also knows when I’m sad…
Most recently I had to leave a job that wasn’t suited for me. It was causing way too much stress and was paying way too little. This obviously put a lot of strain on my human relationship, leaving me… how should I put this… a lot more useless than I should have been. I spent hours cruising the internet, trying to find jobs that were in my field… or at least jobs that paid a fair wage for the work that you had to do for them. (It’s a lot harder than it seems, eh?)
Guess who was by my side the whole time? Beau. He sat in my arms as I stressed out and even when I placed him in other rooms he would walk right back to me and sit in my arms. The little guy wouldn’t leave me alone. It feels like he knew I needed someone to remind me that it was going to be okay.
*photo from Beau has Been Enjoying his Delicious Cat Grass
Beau is the cuddle buddy I always wanted…
When I was growing up I always wanted a dog because they were extremely affectionate. Beau is better than a little pup! Every night around the same time Beau comes to my office to tell me it’s bedtime. If he knows I’m awake he lets me know he wants to go to bed. Beau always curls up in between my arm and my chest, letting out one big exhalation before he sleeps. Every morning I find him right next to me in bed (often in a place that is different than where he fell asleep.
It’s rare that Beau sleeps on his own at night and if there is a reason it’s usually because he’s not feeling well or because he woke up in the middle of the night to play. As I write this, Beau is sitting in my lap purring. What a perfect kitty!
Anyone else share some of these sentiments about their cats? I don’t know what I’d do without mine. He has been the biggest blessing in my life. I’m so glad we found him that cold autumn night.
I got Patches in my early 20’s. She was a calico and had a link in her tail. I got her when she was about 8 weeks old. She would purr when I touched her and she loved curling up under my covers. When she was cold at night, she’d come up behind me and put her cold nose against my neck so I’d lift the covers for her to get under. She’d head right for behind my knees.
She’d be in my lap, purring, when she knew something was wrong. I was devastated when she died at 19 years old. I’d had her half my life.
My current kitty is more stand offish but she does come and jump in my lap to get petted. She’ll flip over on her back then get in all sorts of positions that it’s hard to see where her head and where which leg is. She’s an orange marmalade and earned the name Pretzel.
Aww they both sound so beautiful! It’s crazy how different their personalities can be. My partner and I are excited to adopt a new one (hopefully when we move countries), but we’re so excited to see what the new little one brings to our family <3
Update on Pretzel. I’m disabled and on a fixed income so I was saving up so I could get her spayed. She slipped out during the last heat, about 5 weeks ago. Kittens will arrive in a week or so…sighs
Oh, my, gosh. This is not the greatest news. Are you hoping to rehome the kittens? And if so let me know because I may be able to make a posting for you in hopes of helping them get adopted.
Depends on their coloring. My sister lost her orange tabby,Milo, she hand raised from a baby so if one is orange’ we’ll keep that one since Milo’s littermate ,Otis, is 16 now ang getting really gray. If one is a calico, I’ll keep that one. Depends on how many kittens she has. Once weaned, Prezel will be getting spayed. I’m in the Atlanta area so rehoming isn’t a problem. Thanks for the offer.
Hey no worries! Honestly anything I can do to help xo
Your pets are so awesome and they are a perfect fit for you! 🙂
We know if a pet is a perfect fit simply by seeing how they complete us…
My cats and my pup always know how am I feeling and will always be there to make me feel better and to help me live my life to the fullest!
If you and your pets get along you are in for a great life experience with them 🙂
Definitely so grateful to have them and love them all so dearly <3
Beau is your ‘soul kitty’! What a sweetheart:)
My soul kitty for sure <3 (=^.^=)
I cannot say that Angel and Chuck come up to me when they know I need comfort. When my father died, I sobbed and sobbed…and they just left the room. But when I was laid off from work in 2009, the stress in the house (as much as I pretended there wasn’t any!) had an effect on Chucky; he got a bladder infection. When I was again off of work in 2011, he developed another UTI. Over the years, The Hubby and I have become keenly aware of our emotional states, and try to adjust them to create more calm. Beau is such a cute kitty; sounds like you two have a great relationship.
That’s really interesting. I wonder if any of our emotional stress has been picked up on Beau. (Like if that’s what triggered his UTI or flairs up his Pica.) I haven’t noticed before, but this makes me want to keep a closer eye on him.
We do have a great relationship, and I’m so glad for it. Honestly, he appeared at one of the best times of my life and has been so great to me since. <3 Missing the goof, but will be home in a week!
beau…..uz catz noe what cha meen !!! N yea, we haz been thru thick N thin with R food serivizz peepul two…we noe all ther moods, we think, even bee for they happen !!
pluz, due knot fogetz how grate we R at tellin stuff like …bad weather; even bee fore de weather doodz noe bout it ~~~~~
hope yur dad can de stress a bit…but them de food servizz gurl waz BORN worryin sew herz knot two good at add vice bout how… KNOT two !!
{ N tell dad de shippin company owesz him a ree fund ore sumthin } ♥♥♥
Will do. Daddy called yesterday, said everything is better. Everything is sorted out. No refund though 🙁 Mew! -Beau