Bean joined the Redman Rd crew this past summer, when Justin couldn't possibly go home without her. Justin was over working behind his father's house on "Old White" (the faithful truck he uses to deliver firewood) when he came across a litter of kittens. He must have taken note of the "cute kittys" but made no big move until I arrived to pick him up. I was in a big hurry because I had an evening full of cooking ahead of myself to prepare for our Labor Day weekend away, and it was our first Wegmans date night in eons. Justin pointed to the kittens and saw me smile and nod their way, but share no other ooos or ahhhhs. Before I even turned around there was Justin standing with a kitty wrapped in his arms and a "can we take it home with us pleaaassseee face"..... and now we have BEAN. I am probably going to try that next time we are in a jewelry store.
Bean has a very unique name that came after a week and vet trip without a name (imagine when we have kids). We have Stu, Tator, and now bean who was named while reading an LL Bean catolog and just for lack of anything else to call her. I might file for a legal name change to George, or Georgia after the curious monkey. She possesses all of his traits.
I have never been a "cat person", I always thought they were like sweet pickles or butterfinger bars, why would anyone in the world consider that exciting?
Now I find her entertaining on a daily basis and find myself running for my camera at almost everything she does...
In the laundry basket with Tator...the "older" cat, doesn't he look happy?
She found a cozy nook in the TV stand...
Cuddled up with the big sweet pit bull...
In a Barnes and Noble bag...
Under the dresser...
On the couch...
In a box...
Waiting for her dinner to be served...
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