So Long Bennie

August 18, 2006

Bennie is a big loveable lunk of a cat. Actually Diana thinks that he belongs to her but he's been living in our house for months now and I think that he's mine. He sleeps on my pillow and when he jumps up on the bed bumps his head into mine as he lays down on the other side of the pillow and then cuddles in closer.

Clearly he is my cat.

He lays across the back of my chair and wraps around my neck, purring.

Clearly he is my cat.

When we get home, he comes up to us and wants to be picked up so he can snuggle.

A blind person could see that he loves me best.

And tonight we had to take him to Diana's new apartment to live. Packed him up with his black 'Good Cat' food bowl, his sparkly fuzz balls and his orange duck puppet.

The worst part is the ungrateful furball doesn't hate his new home. Leaving us behind just like his mistress.

Story ID:	781
Written by:	Shannon Marie Hyle (bio, contact, other stories)
Story type:	Diary/Journal Entry
Location:	Emporia Kansas USA
Year:	2006
Person:	Bennie