Archive for October, 2010

Puppy’s story

Posted in Uncategorized on October 31, 2010 by kingjoeybeancat

Hey guys, here is Puppy’s story since he won the best costume of 2010 award. This is my first time working with animal characters and writing a story this short, so I hope it turned out okay.


Puppy Vs. Dracula


Puppy sighs as he looks around. In front of him is a rocky mountain, and on top of it sits a castle, which is illuminated by the full moon light, surrounded by leafless trees. A bolt of lightning shoots across the sky, and thunder cracks in the night. The sickly sweet smell of death permeates the air. He rubs his paws over his face and snuggles down deeper into Cecil’s fur. Cecil is Puppy’s Husky, and he offered to carry the two guinea pigs, Puppy and Gideon, on his back all the way to Dracula’s castle.

I can’t believe I’m coming back here. I just escaped two days ago.

Puppy’s thoughts must have shown on his face, because Gideon looks at him and pats him on the head. “It’s okay. You’re doing the right thing. All of animal kind depends on you.”

Puppy nods.

Cecil continues up the mountain. The rocks cut his paws, but he doesn’t complain. He knows that every animal in the world is depending on Puppy. If he doesn’t stop Dracula, then no one will.

Dracula is kidnapping all of the animals in the world and turning them into vampires. His dream is to build a vampire army consisting of animals, and he will stop at nothing to achieve it. Puppy is the lucky one who escaped before Dracula began his tortuous training to make him into an undead soldier.

Puppy shudders as he remembers his transformation from normal guinea pig to vampire. The pain was excruciating, and he is the only one of his kind who was strong enough to survive it. He can still feel the poison burning in his veins. He is determined to stop Dracula before he harms anymore animals.

The closer they get to the castle, the more afraid Puppy becomes. He knows that he is the animals’ only hope. He is the only one with the strength to fight Dracula. Even though he has yet to master his new super-pig powers, he is still more powerful than a pit bull. Dracula will never know what hit him.

They reach the top of the mountain and stop in front of the castle’s black iron gates.

“This is my stop,” Cecil says.

Puppy and Gideon scurry down the dog’s back and lean against his front leg in a guinea pig hug.

“Thank you, Cecil.” Puppy says.

The two pigs crawl under the gate, run up the sidewalk, and stop in front of the castle.

Gideon and Puppy lean against each other in another hug and wish each other luck.

“Don’t worry, Puppy, I’ll make sure all of the animals are released,” Gideon says. He runs around to the back of the castle and crawls through a basement window.

“I just hope that I can fulfill my part of the plan,” Puppy says to himself.

Puppy glances at the gates one more time, sighs, and then climbs the steps of the porch. He crawls up the wall and enters the castle through a broken window.

Once inside, he runs over to the stairs. He knows exactly where to find Dracula. He begins climbing the stairs, heading straight for Dracula’s laboratory.

With each step, Puppy becomes more and more scared. He doesn’t want to go back to where his pain first began. All he wants to do is go back home and hide in the safety of his girl’s arms. But he can’t do that; not even she is safe as long as Dracula

still lives.

The thought of everything and everyone he loves being in danger is what keeps Puppy going down the hall and to the last door on the right. The door is open just a crack, and Puppy squeezes through it and into the laboratory.

Dracula is standing at one of the tables, filling a vile with red-looking liquid. Puppy knows from experience that this is the mixture that he uses to turn animals into vampires, so he must be getting ready to change another animal.

“Hello there, Puppy. How nice of you to come back and bring your brother. He will be a wonderful new addition to my army.” Dracula turns around and looks down at Puppy.

Puppy stands his ground. He lifts himself up onto two legs and glares right back at the evil vampire. Then, he hears a whimper come from behind Dracula.

“Cui. Cui.” Gideon says, weakly.

Dracula must have already given Gideon the sedative. Puppy must act fast.

“You see, Puppy,” Dracula says, “you can never beat me. You are nothing but a weak, scrawny, little rodent.” He stomps his foot down on the floor, only missing Puppy by centimeters.

Puppy is thankful for his new lightning-fast reflexes, or he would have been a guinea pig pancake. His fear is overcome by anger, and he begins to chatter.

“Aww, is the little piggy getting mad?”

Puppy continues chattering and begins to channel his anger and hatred for Dracula into strength. Dracula hits Gideon’s cage, causing the pig to jump. Dracula laughs.

“All you pigs are the same; you’re all scared of your own shadow.”

Puppy becomes enraged. It is one thing for Dracula to insult and hurt him, but a completely other thing for him to insult his family. Puppy springs at Dracula and lands on his face. He sinks his teeth into his nose and holds on tight. Dracula screams and begins to shake his head back and forth in an effort to shake Puppy off, but Dracula is a weak, old vampire, and Puppy is a strong new one.

Puppy remains latched onto Dracula’s nose, and just when he thinks he’s about to lose his grip, he uses his secret weapon. He musks Dracula right in the face. He begins to cough, and Puppy digs his claws into the vampire’s face and releases his hold on Dracula’s nose. He jumps then carefully makes his way to Dracula’s shoulder and leaps onto the table.

Dracula is still coughing, and he is grabbing his throat as if he can’t breathe. He finally collapses and takes one final breath.

“You did it, Puppy.” Gideon says, his voice barely a whisper.

“Shh, just be quiet. It’s alright now.”

“He’s dead.”

Puppy stops trying to pick the cage lock long enough to look down at the dead vampire.

“It’s finally over,” Puppy says with a sigh.

He sticks his claw into the lock and it finally catches. He opens the cage door and helps Gideon out.

“The other animals,” Gideon says before he finally dozes off.

“I’ll take care of them, little brother. You just rest.”

Puppy runs down to the basement and uses his super-strength to pull the lever to open all of the cage doors. The animals come running out, and Puppy explains to them that Dracula is dead and they can now go home to their families. The animals all cheer, and they name Puppy a hero. They go up to get Gideon, and then they carry both of the guinea pigs out on a purple pillow. Cecil meets them at the gate.

“Is it over?” He asks. His ears are twitching, trying to pick up any sounds of trouble.

“It’s over,” Puppy answers.

“You did it Puppy!”

Puppy carries Gideon over to Cecil. Cecil lies down, and Puppy places Gideon on Cecil’s back and then joins him. He says goodbye to his new friends and heads back home to his girl.

Puppy wakes up the next day to learn that the news of his victory has spread, and he’s now a world-wide hero and celebrity. Puppy the guinea pig is now a household name, and it’s all because he’s didn’t give up fighting for what was right. His bravery and conviction will be remembered for many years to come.



Winners of the contest

Posted in Uncategorized on October 21, 2010 by kingjoeybeancat

Since the contest ended early, I went ahead and tallied up the scores for you guys. Here is a list of the winners:

Winner of Scariest Picture – @AutumnTheDoxie and @KittehBoi tied

Winner of Cutest Picture – @Niqqi

Winner of Funniest Picture – @Gideon_Shmeegle and @PixelDoggy tied

Winner of Best Dressed – @PrincessGwenie

Winner of Best Graphic Design – @JavaTheCat, @JinJinDoggy, and Supernatural808 tied

Winner of Most Creative – @JustAnotherTrnd (Cheetos pic)

Winner of Best Cat – @CrazyKittyKat1

Winner of Best Dog – @PrincessGwenie

Winner of Best Rodent – @BunnyJeanCook

Winner of the Best Costume of 2010 – @PuppyaGuineaPig

Congratulations to all the winners! Thanks for entering guys! All of the pictures were great! Your plaques and Puppy’s story will be sent to you by Halloween!

Vote for the best Halloween Piccys!!!

Posted in Uncategorized on October 17, 2010 by kingjoeybeancat

UPDATE: Voting is completed. The contest has ended early because someone was cheating. I am sorry to have to do this, but it has been brought to my attention that anipals are cheating by voting for themselves A LOT. It’s not fair to the other anipals, and it makes it not fun anymore. I allowed repeat voting so that anipals who liked more than one costume could vote for more than one anipal.


How the voting will be decided:

I am taking the next highest scores below the cheaters and having them be the winner. That way the fair anipals’ voices are heard. I have learned from my mistakes and next time I will set up my polls differently. But I don’t have the time or patience to do new polls because someone was selfish. Sorry again to the fair anipals.

Time to vote for which categories you want to see, anipals

Posted in Uncategorized on October 14, 2010 by kingjoeybeancat

Hey guys, it’s time for you to vote for which categories you want to see (and for me to try out this poll thing). I’m going to give you all lots of choices, and we are going to have lots of different categories. That way everyone has a chance, because all of the pics are fantastic, and I wish all of you could win! Mom would burn out from writing so much if you all did win, though MOL. Also, feel free to add a category that you would like to see that isn’t listed. The Best of 2010 is a given, that is why it’s not listed.  Here we go, category list:

Happy Halloween Pt 1

Posted in Uncategorized on October 13, 2010 by kingjoeybeancat

Hello there my loyal followers! How are you all doing?! Well, since I feel a special connection to Halloween, being a black cat and all, I decided to do a Halloween post dedicated to all of my anipals who dress up for MY holiday! Purrs! Here are the lovely anipals at their best! And, just for fun, at the end of this post, I will let you, the anipals vote on the best costume of 2010! Whoever wins will get a short story about themselves in a Halloween setting courtesy of my Mom. Along with the best costume of the year, we will also have various other categories that will get an award “plaque” (photoshop made plaque), but only the anipal voted to have the best costume of the year will get the story. This is mainly because Mom can’t possibly write over 20 short stories and have them be good quality. Of course Best Costume of 2010 is a tough decision, and all of the costumes are wonderful, but you must decide. It is an order from your king.

CONTEST WILL BEGIN ON SUNDAY, OCTOBER 17, 2010 AT MIDNIGHT CST! (So basically Saturday night/Sunday morning) This way all anipals who want to participate will have the chance to get a costume together! I will post a poll in a new post at Midnight on 10/16/2010, that way you can vote anonymously. The decision will be made on 10/24/10, in order to give Mom plenty of time to write a good story for the winner! There is no limit to entries either! So no matter how many costumes/Halloween avs you have, you can enter the ones you see fit. I also will not vote, because I am giving away a prize. The short story will be posted on my blog on October 31, and Mom can also email you a copy if you wish. Thanks, and good luck to all!!

We’ll get mine out of the way first, then onto the contest!





My cousin Emma that Mom Hedgehog-sits a lot.























Wynnie by @CokieTheCat


































































@supernatural808's kitty, Tigger



Pumpkin by @supernatural808



@Lilly_The_Torti courtesy of @supernatural808















































Humans are very whiny when they are sick

Posted in Uncategorized on October 4, 2010 by kingjoeybeancat

So this entire weekend has been about Mom. She has a “stomach disease,” as she calls it, and has been whining and cursing the entire weekend. Yesterday, I tried to be a nice supportive son and take care of her. I tried to send healing purrs and hoped that would help. It didn’t. And today, she is still whining. Only now she feels better, so she is whining louder. I try to ignore her, but it just doesn’t work.

So then, I finally acknowledge her. Then she says,

“Joey, Mommy feels so bad. Tummy hurts. Gonna puke.”

Great. So she whines at me until she gets my attention to tell me that she’s going to vomit on my head. Perfect.

I am not amused by this at all. So then, I go back to minding my own business. I’m relaxing in the floor, being awesome, as usual.

And she starts bothering me AGAIN! It is driving me up the wall!

So anipals, a word of advice. Keep your humans healthy, or else you’ll end up getting annoyed CONSTANTLY for DAYS!

Until next time, this is your King, signing off.

I am going to start this blog off with the story of my past.

Posted in Uncategorized on October 3, 2010 by kingjoeybeancat

I was born in Chicago, IL in 2001. A not so nice family took me in, and I spent my time as a kitten with them. They were extremely abusive to me, and I still have the scars to show for it. They ended up leaving their apartment, and they left me there to die. Someone heard me meowing and called animal control, and the nice animal control people came to rescue me and took me to a shelter. Since I am a black cat, they didn’t think that I would last long in the shelter.

The people from Petables, which is located in a Chicago suburb, came to the shelter to find some cats to rescue. They took one look at me and decided that I needed to be saved. I was placed in a foster home with lots of other cats. The other cats picked on me, and I didn’t trust them at all. I was extremely nervous, and though no one knew it, I was also suffering from an Upper Respiratory infection.

The people at Petables began taking me to adoption fairs, but I never did well. The new people scared me, and I just wanted to hide in the back of my cage and be left alone. I had a funny meow and a funny purr, because my Upper Respiratory had been left untreated for so long. I developed a case of asthma, and blisters had grown in my throat. I remained in the rescue for three years.

This is Mom

One day, while Mom was working at an animal hospital, she was talking to one of the ladies from Petables. Mom didn’t really want a cat, but when the lady told her about me, she became interested.

“I’ve always wanted a black cat,” Mom said.

“You can try him out free of charge. If he doesn’t work out, then you can return him to us. But he has been in the rescue for three years, and I’m afraid he will never find his forever home. He doesn’t do well at adoption fairs.” The lady told her.

“Okay, I will give him a try. I just hope he doesn’t hurt Buttercup, my guinea pig,” Mom replied.

This is me with Buttercup This is me with Buttercup. We got along fine. I loved my sister. She’s now OTRB.

The next day, the lady brought me into the animal hospital. I was so frightened! The lady took me out of the cage and handed me to Mom. I was shy and I tried to hide my face from her. She held onto me, though, and declared me to be the sweetest cat ever. She took me home that day after work.

Grandma was in town visiting Mom, and she picked up a litter box and some food from the store on her way to Mom’s house. I had a potty and food and water when I got to Mom’s. After I was settled in a bit (hiding under the bed, I’m embarrassed to say), Mom went to a pet store and got me some more stuff. She got me lots of toys and a lovely red leather spiked collar. She said it made me hardcore. I had never had so much stuff in my life!

The next few days, I thought everything was a dream. I just knew I’d wake up any minute and be back in the rescue house with ten other cats. I hid from Mom a lot, but she was very patient and kept telling me what a good boy I was. Slowly, but surely, I started to believe her. I also warmed up to Grandma while she was in town. Eventually, I came around.

A week or so after Mom had gotten me, she noticed I was coughing. She finally took me to the vet and was told that I have Upper Respiratory and asthma. The doctor told her that I had been infected for three years, and because of that, I now have chronic asthma. I have to get steroid shots every few months so the blisters don’t swell.

Now I am the friendliest cat in the world! Of course you have to be friendly when you’re the king! Subjects don’t like a stuck up king. Now I introduce myself to Mom’s friends when they come over, I go visit Grandma down in Tennessee and stay at her house when Mom travels, and I also spend as much time as I can with Mom. I am the happiest cat around, too! I always purr, sometimes even in my sleep! Now you know the journey that I took from alley cat to king of the world!

Sitting on my throne, keeping watch over the world.