BEAU THE CEPHUS AND HIS OPINIONS ON SLEEP

BEAU TALKING

Beau The Cephus has opinions on sleep (somnus) and travel that he wishes to explore with his friends. I, Langston am present and ready to explain his native thoughts about sleep. He is still on the road there in mainland Florida.

The Cephus has spoken about good sleep hygiene many times before. Sleeping at the same time each day or in his case each hour. He thinks that the room should be without any light. If there is to be anything that is approaching him while he slumbers he wants them to be more disadvantaged than he. His hearing is very superior to his sight. He has often remarked about being able to hear a flea laying just one single egg. He is not sure what that egg would look like in the light of day. There should be no sound during his sleep. He wants to hear them coming whether it is across a sound proof carpet or down a tile hall.  If perhaps he should hear a mouse or other vermin creeping around the bed or into a window, Beau The Cephus will put a Swarnald Katzwarzenegger on them with such strength that they will never again attempt The Cephus.

He enjoys having the room at 77 degrees. He is uncomfortable at any lower temperature. Sleeping above that temperature will cause his delicate nasal membranes to dry out and allow caking of the mucoid content.

Beau is all about routine. Get up, eat, drink, potty box, run around real fast, bat the dog’s face, run, clean hair, groom hair, drink, eat, teach dog it’s place, drink, eat, then nap for the next 45 minutes and repeat. He has heard about people taking pain relievers or antihistamines  to achieve sleep. The thought on that issue is that living a full, fast and exciting life will allow one to sleep well for as much as 22 to 24 hours a day. His having said all of the preceding he will admit to suffering a need for naps in a sun filled window and reaping the benefits of its  rays and warmth. The Cephus does realize that routine helps reduce his stress and misdirection in life. He has stated many times that stress shortens a feline’s life each time it occurs. He knows that some measure of stress is good. He would not get up or stop sleeping without some level of stress.

Sleeping with humans is one of his favorite ways to sleep. At least as long as they lay still and do not try to roll over him. If by chance they should roll onto Beau he has a small but strong mouth with which he can try to do an  Ike Kyson on their ear.

BEAU'S SMALL BUT STRONG MOUTH

Humans can be a bit cool to the touch. When they pull him near and cover his body with a pillow, they should not cover his delicate head. He begins by cleaning  his tongue on the pillow case and then slowly dropping in to slumber. What an idea clean tongue and sleep. Waking up with a clean tongue and mouth is great. Just wish that the people could do the same thing. Not to fond of sleeping near humans after they have had a meal of the green things they like to eat. Makes the room smell funny. He becomes upset and he will often leave the human alone if they try to stop his tongue cleaning process. Langston will often give him a little head slap to accompany each cleaning lick of the tongue. Beau heard on the TV program “Animal Planet” that the head slaps can cause brain damage. He is aware of what that could cost the world if he was to forget his mission of saving the world from invasion from afar.

One of his favorite places to sleep he calls “In Jacket”. Beau will wait until Langston is watching a TV program and is siting in a chair wearing a flees jacket. When he is settled in with a cool glass of liquid refreshment and a little snack by his side. Beau will jump up on the back of the chair. Then slowly ease down to the arm of the chair and into Langston’s lap.

After waiting a few minutes he will paw lightly at the Langston’s chest. The distracted Langston will open the zipper down a little ways. Then The Cephus will move his little body under the edge of the material and as close to Langston’s side as possible. Most times Langston will get cool and zip the zipper enclosing The Cephus against his chest. What a great sleeping place. The only problem comes when Langston gets up or moves around. Then it is mayhem. Trying to get out of the jacket with grace and without scratching Langston is not always easy.

Beaus smelling is great. He can locate many things by odor alone. When catching a moth he will bat then down to the floor first. Then he will locate them for his mouth by the scent of the moths and their delicious dust. One big chomp and it is all over for the moth. His only regret is that his nose does not work very well after having dined on a moth of great wing dust.

Beau will often complain about the odour of humans. Often he is lost in the reasons they work so hard to have such repugnant and strong odors. Felines will have scents but only at the appropriate times in life and their smells are guides as to activities in which they should be engaged. Humans not so much, either that or they are always engaged in activities that boggle the feline mind. Human reason itself teeters on the edge of being in the present and in some measure the past or future in the same time frame.

Beau is riding north on I-95 headed for Saint Augustine. He is laying in the window on his back with both sets of legs up in the air. Enjoying the rays of sun that flood over his small frame. He has been rubbing his eyes with his front wrist and is slowly falling asleep.

Until Beau The Cephus returns, I , Langston shall ride this land cruiser north through the wilds of the Florida East Coast.

Beau’s Trip Up and Down US 1.

Beau The Cephus wants his ventures from Bone Key to No Name Key offered for your consideration. I Langston, here offer Beau’s thoughts on this, his risky adventures.

Beau Gives His Thoughts

Beau travels up from the corner of Telegraph Lane and Green Street on Bone Key, 31 miles, to the No Name Pub for lunch after a party night of walking on the Wild side of Duval street. He would often hang out at the Kino Sandal Factory and just lay on the stones under the Palm trees waiting for early morning. He prefers to ride in the back of a large car. The large rear windows allow him to lay in the sun and warm his fragile soul as the car progresses from the south to the north. A car with a slight rumble from the exhaust and a rear tire that is a little out of balance is desirable. The rumble reminds Beau of his days in the womb of his dear Queen Mother Orie. She had an unusual diet of  Iron Rim Wooden rickshaw wheel with a light sheen of rust, fresh pressed Grey Lizard shoulder, and Slammed Latex Painted Door Jam, Green Tree Frog (aged over 35 hours). She would eat at all times of  the day. This would cause an excess of sounds from her internals. The movement of the car, as it would go up and down with the unbalanced tires, would act an a soothing massage for Beau. That massage was very much like the environment that Beau and his brother Momo would experience as Queen Orie went through her days of pregnancy.

Visits to Big Pine and No Name Key were always done with great delight. There was alway a chance to see and watch the Key Deer. Some smaller than a dog. Beau always viewed him self as a lion on the Savannah chasing down an antelope for a day’s meal. What a great thought. However running is not one of Beaus strengths. Things would be better if the deer just came up to Beau and laid down on it’s side for him. Beau enjoyed the deer so much he could never harm even the littlest one.

Beau liked the Pub’s Private Garden. A dining place where a human, cat, dog or deer could feast on 1/2 Lb. grouper lightly fried in crunchy bread crumbs. Beau always fancied that he could eat the whole thing. However, Langston would eat most of it and a Smoked BBQ pork sandwich as well. Beau knew that if he dropped food on the garden walkway that at night the deer would come by and nibble portions up and away.

Beau Before Arriving On Bahia Honda

Beau was then off to Bahai Honda to a rest on the beach before readying himself to return to the cool side of Duval. He would often walk out on the remains of the old bridge and watch the fish below swim from the Atlantic to the Gulf side. He would once again see him self as an eagle swooping down for a large snapper. Beau is not to sure of his ability too swim so he just sets there on the end of the bridge just looking down at the swirling water watching the fish go on their way to the Gulf of Mexico.

When Beau arrived back on Bone Key he headed down to Green Street going to the Cat House to check out any new evening collars or booties for his saunter back down Duval Street. After dressing and putting on a few swaths of saliva on his hair he would go to Captain Tony’s for a few throw backs. He would stop in front of Sloppy Joes at the water meter cover and just preen and glow for the internet cam over and to the right of the door. Beau is always looking for safe ways to show his great talents where he can not be criticized or caused to have negative feelings about himself. He likes good feedback but does not want even a hint of bad comments. A glance or roll of the eyes can ruin his week. Staying safe is one of his many mottos.

The corner of the busy streets of Eaton and Duval is home to a Church that Beau often visits. He has spent many an evening on the steps of St Paul’s Episcopal Church, cat and people watching. Some evenings he is joined by entertainers before the Sun Set Celebrations. They will warm up for small crowds of people and be given some payment for their efforts. He will then spend time on the grounds of the Curry House in the early afternoon sucking up all available head and back strokes with kind words from passersby.

Beau Before Leaving For Saint Paul's

Beau finds the streets in Old Town Key West safe to walk. There is never a speeding car. However during Spring break a sound like a hive of angry bees means students speeding on mopeds. Most students come from up North and have never ridden a moped before. There are many accidents when they are around. Beau will stay on the sidewalk when he hears their mad buzz. They do well until they try to stop in a hurry.

The time has come for Beau to head on down to Mallory Pier for Celebration. Tonight may be the night when Beau can claw up his courage high enough to attempt the feline show on the high wire. He is going down Front Street on his way. He just waved his paw in the air and started running. We hope this is a good time for him tonight.