It's a Cat's World

My Little Lion, Beast
My Little Lion, Beast
A Hard Life for a Beast
A Hard Life for a Beast

It’s a Cat’s World

By Tony DeLorger © 2011


It’s six am and the luminescent morning light on the other side of my bedroom curtains is barley noticeable. In the darkness I feel a wet and pointed nuzzle around my nose and mouth. Half-waking, I realise my cat Beast is standing on my chest, looking at me with that intent expression on his face. He meows determinedly and I reluctantly open one eye. I give him a dismissive pat and roll over onto my side. Unperturbed, Beast starts pawing at my sheets, pulling them from around my neck in an attempt at uncovering me.

‘Beeeast,’ I groan, realising the time. He looks down with a slight hint of disdain, and then curls up next to me, his backside six inches from my face. Too tired to be bothered, I mumble then begin to drift off, that is until his tail begins to whip my face in a gentle but continuous fashion. I bring my hand up across my face, but of course that doesn’t interfere with Beast’s plan.

Rolling on my back and letting out a resolute sigh, Beast is up on his feet excitedly pawing at my sheets again, successfully pulling the sheets off my upper torso. I look up at him and shake my head. ‘You won’t stop will you?’ I say to him, fully expecting a reply. He just leaps from the bed and dashes to the door, turning and meowing.

‘All right, I’m coming.’ I roll, none too elegantly to a sitting position, my feet on the soft bedroom carpet. Beast is waiting in the hall. I wander like some mindless zombie toward the kitchen, Beast two steps ahead of me. From above he looks like a miniature lion, his colour, and his gate. I go straight to the kitchen cupboard and retrieve some dry cat food. Beast waits by his bowl, his tail thrashing back and forth.

After his morning snack, with all that intent crunching, he looks up again and meows with a different tone. I’m on the way to the shower, but wasn’t quick enough.

‘What?’ I reply. Beast is now sitting, looking at the back door. He looks at me as if I were an idiot and meows as if to say it.

I sigh heavily and go to the door, opening it and watching my little lion step on to the veranda. He turns and meows with a wide-mouthed cry. ‘All right’, I say, the whole routine must be undertaken.

As I step through the door Beast dashes down the stairs and on to the grass, his tail whipping frantically, his expression expectant. I look up at the morning sky; its clear and going to be a warm day. Rubbing my blurry eyes, I go to the Beast and he drops for his morning tummy rub. Stretching out like a big furry sausage, he rolls on his back and looks up at me. I kneel down and rub that beautiful big tummy, Beast’s eyes closing in blissful abandon.

When I feel the pampering has been completed successfully I say a few kind words and slowly retreat toward the back steps; my mistake. Beast leaps forward with his two front legs firmly around my leg. No claws, mind you, just a plea at this stage.

After a few more pats and some intimate nuzzles, Beast settles down and I once again try to leave; my second mistake. The cat is wrapped around my leg, this time accompanied by a gentle bite of disapproval. I kneel down and begin to explain.

‘Beast, you know I have things to do. I can’t stay out here all day with you. So you have a nice day out in the garden, and I’ll see you later, OK?’

Beast looks at me, seemingly in agreement and then dashes up the stairs and into the house. I stand there for a moment and wonder how I’d been so lucky to have found a creature so willing to allow me into his home and life. He is my cat, my friend. I am his master, I think. I doubt Beast thinks that.

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Tony DeLorger 5 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

He is. Thanks Angela.


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AngelaKaelin 5 years ago from New York

Beautiful cat!


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Tony DeLorger 5 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

They do look alike. I love the colouring. I call him my little lion, 'cause in the sun he has that particular lion colouring.


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Tranquilheart 5 years ago from Canada

Would love to see more pictures of beast. He looks like my SIL's cat "Tiger" http://hubpages.com/u/4580498_f520.jpg


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Tony DeLorger 5 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

I am fortunate indeed. Thanks Tranquilheart.


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Tranquilheart 5 years ago from Canada

I agree, it certainly is a cat's world (I know, I have 2 of my own) -- and you're blessed to have such a handsome creature share his world with you!

:)


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Tony DeLorger 5 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

That connection is precisely why our pets are so important to us. Thanks for your comment.


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rakoo 5 years ago from Midwest

Well done, only you can understand your own cat.


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Tony DeLorger 5 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Yet quicksand, we enevitably do exactly what they want.


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quicksand 5 years ago

Surely every cat on this planet is amazed that us humans are so stupid that we are unable to understand what a simple "ngyaew" means! :)


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Tony DeLorger 5 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Thanks Diana. Of course he's not pampered! It's a cat's world.


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Diana Lee 5 years ago from Potter County, Pa.

Very beautifully written, I felt like I was right there with you. He doesn't look a bit pampered, lol.


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Tony DeLorger 5 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Thanks Yolanda, he's really is a beautiful cat.


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yolanda yvette 5 years ago

This is so cute. I can relate to being awakened to the wet nose and the tail and other parts. As you said, it's a cat's world. I wouldn't have it any other way, though. And Beast is such a cutie. Don't tell him I said that :)

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