Monday, April 21, 2014

Somedays, You Understand...

Some days I just want to give Beasley away. He just pisses me off so bad. Like today.

I'm in school, which is why it's been forever since my last post. I just don't have time. And on top of it, Beasley likes to yowl - I mean YOWL at the top of his lungs - at 3am. And 4am. And 5am. And...

I've tried everything - take away his toys, lock him out of the bedroom, put in earplugs. Earplugs actually almost work, if I also lock him out of the bedroom. But he just won't stop. Then in the morning, he complains because he was locked out of the bedroom and chirps at me all morning to be held or come up on my lap.

He does that chirping a lot too. He chirps for food, for cuddles, to be allowed on my lap, to complain that the girls are on the chair arms and he can't get up unless he comes straight off the floor to my lap, to tell me I need to get off the computer, to change his position from my lap to my chest and shoulder.... He chirps all the time!

I get it! Hes' a vocal cat. But today he's even worse.
I finally get up after he's trashed my sleep another night, and he eats all the food. I mean - ALL the food! He doesn't only go through his bowl, but the other two. I get him away from one and he runs to the other one. He's impossible! He chases the other cats away from the food. He's a pig!

Somedays....
I go to school on 3 to 4 hours sleep, fall asleep in my classes, fall asleep if I have anything to eat and my system is trashed! I really wonder why I have this cat. He's totally destructive of a normal lifestyle!


And I'm allergic to him. His fur will clog up my nose faster than a cold! And he loves to have his back to my face in bed. I sleep on my side and he snuggles right up there. Right to my face and I can't breathe within about 3 minutes. That messes with my sleep, too...

Yet, there are times when I find his talking endearing, loving and communicative. He gives me connection and peace. I find serenity when he's sleeping in my lap, snoring away. Oh yes, he snores, too. And I really love that he will walk up from my lap, and settles on my chest. Purring the whole time.

So, today I'm just complaining about Beasley. I love him dearly, I really do. I just needed to blow off some steam...