Tumbling in the jungle now
Beny was sitting in the middle of the road calmly washing himself when a fire truck nearly ran over him. Luckily, the driver of the fire truck was a cat lover and scooped him up and gave him to a friend. The friend knew I was looking for a companion for my shy 2 year old cat, Tiger. As soon as I saw the little, skinny kittie with a big distended belly (he had worms) I fell in love.
He woke me up early every morning and when he wasn't pestering me for food he wanted to go out. He loved the outdoors, (although he was an indoor cat), loved soil in pots, vases of flowers and sitting on the windowsill, especially when there was a little snow on it. He loved people and ran to the door when anyone rang the bell. He was always up to something.
He went through a lot of visits to the vet and medicine and inhalers trying to beat a respiratory infection. He put up a courageous fight and was never sorry for himself. I learned a lot about persistence and tenacity from him. He died two years ago aged 8. I miss him so.