So as some of you know, if you follow my blog, HR’s (Husband Robert’s) older cat Boopers passed away recently.
It was a tough transition for Robert.
Robert and Boopers
Boopers’ “brother” Benny has also had a difficult time adjusting to life without Boopers. Especially at night. They often slept together.
Robert and Benny
So Robert recently ordered a HuggieKitty … “companion” for Benny.
DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THESE THINGS?!
HuggieKitty has a heartbeat!
HuggieKitty can purr!
HuggieKitty even has an insertable heat pack to simulate body warmth!
My first thought when HuggieKitty arrived:
“Robert, do you really think Benny is stupid enough to think that is a real cat?! He is much smarter than that. He will have NOTHING to do with … HuggieKitty“
OKAY
P.S. I have ordered a HuggieKitty for myself in case Robert gets a job as a night watchman, or something.
Here’s Benny comforting it out on a soft-cushioned chair. With the much-lauded ThreeMonkeys just to the left of his behind.
Mizaru, Kikazaru, and Iwazaru
See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil
Butt don’t the wrong impression. Benny means no disrespect with his behind positioned monkey-way.
He’s actually quite taken with them. Before Benny’s nap, they introduced and explained themselves:
“[We] three wise monkeys are a pictorial maxim, embodying the proverbial principle ‘see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil’. [We] are Mizaru, covering [my] eyes, who sees no evil; Kikazaru, covering [my] ears, who hears no evil; and Iwazaru, covering [my] mouth, who speaks no evil.
There are various meanings ascribed to [us] monkeys and the proverb including associations with being of good mind, speech and action. In the Western world the phrase is often used to refer to those who deal with impropriety by turning a blind eye. Outside Japan [our] names are sometimes given as Mizaru, Mikazaru, and Mazaru, as the last two names were corrupted from the Japanese originals. [We] monkeys are Japanese macaques, a common species in Japan.” Scholarly Community Encyclopedia.
“Seriously?” asked an incredibly impressed and slightly intimidated Benny.
“Yes. What’s your story?”
Benny thought for a second before answering hesitantly. “Well, back in the day, Daddy Robert picked me from a friend’s litter of about a dozen of us kitties.”
The three monkeys just stood there, with hands all over their faces.
Over the weekend, we noticed Robert’s older cat Boopers was having difficulty breathing.
And Sunday, Christmas Day, he was worse.
So Monday morn, HR dropped Boopers off at the vet. We went for breakfast and then got the call that Boopers was probably not going to make it much longer. Robert was shocked. We headed quickly back to the vet, only to be told the moment we walked in that Boopers was crashing. And then, that he had passed away.
Robert got to hold his beloved kitty one final time.
For this blog category, “Countdown to Christmas: Images of Peace,” each day between December 1 and 25, I share some of our photography that invites rest, peace, tranquility and love.