Betty's Lack of Dead Betty

There are some positives to commuting into BFE every day. Sometimes, the 45-minute drive doesn’t seem too bad as I pass the natural beauty of the area. Lately, I’ve enjoyed the animal life. I always like seeing horses in coats in the winter. But I don’t think the alpacas have been too comfortable this winter. They don’t wear coats, I guess. I haven’t seen Flopsy (the black alpaca) having fun in a while. Usually he’s flopping his ears or rubbing his face Snow Bear style in the grass, but lately, he’s always up roaming around or simply eating. Usually I can count on Flopsy making me smile when I pass. I also haven’t seen the zebra-striped horse in a while. I’m guessing they’re keeping him in the stable or close to the stable. I look forward to when he’s back out by the road come spring. He’s beautiful even if he doesn’t do near as many amusing things as Flopsy.

So after a day of wrangling animals at work, I admire them on the way home, and then I arrive to Fat Betty at the back door, begging for food. He has some canned salmon this week, and he pushed that can all around the room until he bumped it into the wall and couldn’t get any more out. He still came back and tried later on, though. If anything, he’s persistent.

Poor Betty. He hasn’t gotten a decent day’s rest in three weeks. Yes, I say day’s because though he gets catnaps and hour-long rests, he loves to spend a whole day sleeping. Since we’ve been back at school, he hasn’t been in the house without me home, so his only hope is on the weekends. But for three weeks in a row, we’ve had company. And B does not like company.

This first time my parents were in, and it was mainly my dad he didn’t care for, though he would get startled by my mom, too.

The next week it was my friends, and he seemed to like them pretty well. He just doesn’t like his routine to be altered, and though the girls were nice to him, he was woken too many times.

Last weekend, we had three more males in the house, and the poor cat wouldn’t even come in the house.

We have come to the conclusion that he does not like men. It leads me to believe he must have been abused or harmed in the past.

But if all goes to plan, Betty will be Dead Betty for 12+ hours this Saturday.

This picture is of him one Sunday after our company left.