Benny is one of two cats that we adopted in 2017. The other cat is far more introverted, and her website is going to take a minute. Benny has enough personality for two cats, and nicknames for days.
Benny's favorite time of the day is any time that he is being served some kind of food. It could be his own food, or pieces of someone else's food, he doesn't diffrentiate. Any time he gets food is basically Christmas. If he was allowed to graze, or self-feed, there would be no ending to Benny's feeding frenzy. He currently weighs 15 pounds. Most of his nicknames should be pretty self-explanatory.
At about 5 am, I jump into bed with my humans, lay on their bladders, and purr loudly while they sleepily pet me. Sometimes, I fall asleep snuggled up with my humans. Other days, I give up on the idea that they'll wake up early and feed me, and I'll go downstairs to watch birds or hit my sister.
Sometime between 6 and 6:30, my papa will get up and feed me my delicious breakfast of stink cereal! I run around the living room and kitchen because I'm so excited for this moment!
My human mother wakes up around 7 am, and I wait for her to come downstairs and indulge me with pets. She makes me wait while she makes her smelly, hot breakfast drink, but soon enought she sits on the living room floor and rubs my belly. I purr loudly. Sometimes, she opens the front door and I watch TV, which is when I watch the birds and chipmunks that live in the front yard.
I won't be able to get lunch, my favorite meal of the day, until 1:30. Oh my gosh, you've never experienced pure, delectable decadence until you've had organic, turkey pate. Anyway, lunch is on my mind, but it's only 11:30. If my papa is working from home, it's time to crash his conference calls and show all his coworkers my butthole on zoom. If human mother has the day off, it's time to crash her meal prepping. Maybe I'll knock over something loud and heavy so she'll think it's time to feed me. Or, maybe I'll hit my sister and cry loudly.
If my human parents have to work in the upside down (that's the world outside the windows), I won't get lunch until 5 pm. This is a crime, and I would call Peta and report them if I knew how to use a phone.
After my lunch, I often relax on the top floor of my castle, and survey my subjects. On sunny days I'll often lounge in a sunbeam on the floor. It's hard work, being a Benny Bean. My family is so lucky to bask in my presence.
At the end of the day, I'll often sit in the living room with my sister and humans. I'll allow my human mom to rub my belly and ears, and purr loudly. Dinner is at 9:30, and I'll often make a big deal of it, but barely pick at it once dinner is served. By this time, I've worn myself out so much by running around the kitchen and living room, that I'll retire to bed, on the top floor of my castle. I need my beauty sleep in order to do it all again tomorrow.
