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Random Thoughts by Pauline

January 8 2014, Wednesday 

        Bean Bean

He sleeps on the tiled floor in summer and pulls a cushion from the sofa to lie on in winter.

He goes inside the cage to urinate and stands by the cage awaiting treats.

He knows how to guide me to the bowl of treats with his eyes.

He is not scared by thunder and lightning and would jump up onto the sofa to watch the changing sky.

He stands on two feet with his hands on my lap when he gets bored to remind me that I am not alone.

He jumps round and wags his bushy tail ferociously when I laugh.

He shies away when there is heated argument in the house.

He waits by the door and refuses to go inside the bedroom even on cold winter days when the master is not yet back.

He goes to bed when everyone is home.

He knows our names and would look in that person’s direction when his name is mentioned.

He is choosy of his food picking out the brown pieces from the bowl.

He likes to have his ears cleaned and would lie still to enjoy the comfort.

He has survived two major operations and is now happy and healthy.

He is already 13 but looks like three.

He is Bean Bean, my baby .