"YOU BE NICE"

"YouBe" - born between 1991 -1993 left us on April 10, 2008


YouBe - The Persistent Cat
(From Momcat)

(Persister, one who is insistent, tenacious, obstinate; one who holds firmly and steadfastly to a purpose undertaking all, despite obstacles, warnings and setbacks)


Dressed in a tuxedo, hungry and lean.
You were persistent, but really not mean.

Persist you did, my tanacious boy
Steadfast you plotted out your ploy
To gain a home, a lap, a petting hand
In spite of others who claimed the land.

You intimidated all those with fur
Chasing you off was not the cure.
You held your ground, as my mind did rack
To find an answer for a hungry, lean cat.

Someone had left you out in the cold
How could they do that after their house they sold.
Leave you alone to fend for yourself
Without food or shelter I said to myself.


Ultimately you took food as a lure
You came closer and closer and then I was sure
That you found the home, the love, the lap
And all the others, they learned to adapt.

We called you Trouble when first you came
It just wasn't right you seemed to proclaim.
'You Be Nice' was repeated so much in those days,
That 'YOUBE' seemed so right in every way..

More cats would come, but you held your ground
The top spot was yours, all knew the sound
Of fighting cats as you upped the score
You were tenacious right to the core.

 

What surprised all was the love that you yearned
Nothing pleased you more than a lap well-earned.
And a hand that would pet you and pet you some more
And a leg to allow rubbing and rubbing galore.

  Another surprise was your very loud purr
You would purr and purr and purr some more
Just to say I love you and thank you with that loud roar.

You were dressed for a party in your tuxedo fur
All black and white you did allure
With big yellow eyes that always asked
Is this really my home, am I really your cat.

You ruled the roost in your own special way
Your persistence held until your very last day.
Your body gave out, though your spirit did fight
To keep this home your own as your God-given right..

Now you are free of pain and despair
You are loved beyond measure by all up there......
(and you don't even have to fight for it) Purr away sweet boy.....

YouBe -- Thank you for walking with me in this life, we will some day be together again

 

" "" "

My name's Yoube and this is my home. I was born somewhere close by and lived a while with some folks that moved away and left me. I had to fend for myself and challange all the area cats so my hunting territory could stay my own. I wasn't a very good hunter and grew thin over time. I loved fish though and since this was mostly a lake vacation area I could find some in the garbage or along the bank where they were cleaned and the scraps left.

Sometime later, maybe a year or two, I lost track of time a family of seven cats moved into a new house. I smelled cat food, but conquering the seven cats proved quite an ordeal, especially since the cat people didn't appreciate my efforts. I didn't trust them at first, but soon I realized that the Momcat might befriend me, especially since she started throwing me chicken, first from a distance and then closer and closer. Boy was I ever glad when I found out that she would pet me and not hurt me.

I loved to be petted and sometime in my past there were people that did that to me and it felt so good. Eventually, most of the cats accepted me, or at least tolerated me being here or avoided me altogether. I didn't care, I just wanted some of that catfood and a lot of that petting. I proved to Momcat that I really liked it by purring very, very loud and always aggrivating her to pet me more!


The years have come and gone and I got to stay almost 13 years living a life of a king (for a cat) with all the food I could eat and lots of pettings. I proved to this nice MomCat that I could protect the clowder from all invaders. Unfortunately, she also befriended some of them. Cletus was a big orange boy and we didn't get along at all. He came hungry too and MomCat felt sorry for him. We worked out an arrangement where his territory was up top on the street side of the house and mine was down below on the lake side (close to where the fish were). He left for the Bridge about a year and a half ago and I missed seeing him around and aggrevating him, but after he left I also started feeling strange and old.

My mouth hurt quite a lot inspite of going to the vet for cleanings. My teeth were getting worn way down and it was getting harder and harder to eat my raw chicken that I loved and my dry food that I sometimes snacked on. So I got more and more soft food and more trips for teeth inspections. My legs were also getting weak and it was getting harder and harder to climb this hill and all these stairs. The last few days MomCat had to carry me. The vet said my kidneys were failing and I also had a thyroid problem.

I let MomCat do what she could with medicines and fluid injections, but no matter what she did, my stomach was getting sicker and sicker and my mouth developed awfully painful ulcers. My last good meal was my very favorite, raw rabbit picked off the bones by MomCat and cut into very small pieces that my mouth could handle. I loved eating it because I was so very hungry, but the next day I wished that I didn't because I felt very, very sick and my mouth started to hurt a whole lot worse. Momcat tried several other things including a trip to my doctor, Dr. Amy Nickels, who offered me some help, but it was short-lived and I felt miserable again. I really didn't want to get in the carrier again, but Momcat assured me everything would be ok if I just didn't fight. She said the angels were going to help me and that she would see me at a Bridge somewhere. Dr. Nickels was very gentle and kind; I got drowsy and then everything went blank but I remember MomCat talking about the angels and my promise to wait for her, so I will.....and who knows maybe Cletus is at this Bridge....I'll have to look

" "

To Love Again

 Oh what unhappy twist of fate
Has brought you homeless to my gate,
The gate where once another stood
To beg for shelter warmth and food?

For from that day I ceased to be
The master of my destiny,
While she, with purr and velvet paw
Became within my house the law.

She scratched the furniture and shed
And claimed the middle of my bed,
She ruled in arrogance and pride
And broke my heart the day she died.

So if you really think, oh cat
I'd willingly relive all that,
Because you come forlorn and thin
Well don't just stand there - come on in!
Author unknown

SLEEP PEACEFUL -- AWAY FROM YOUR PAIN

I PET YOU NOW IN MY DREAMS AND FOREVER HEAR YOUR PURR

UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN -- LOVE, MOMCAT

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This page written for YouBe's final journey April 10, 2008 to honor his life on this earth

Music - Shebaug S'mor by Turlough O'Carolan,