Harley

Harley Frances Bean
Harley Princess
Miss Bean

I got her from a pet store...18 years ago

a Siamese mix...chatty & social 

(always on her terms)

18 years

chatting barfing purring chirping biting bitchiness rubbing scratching playing napping

loving

  

I held her as her energy slipped away...sighing her last sigh

for all my complaining about having to clean up (and step in) barf....I did it daily for 18 years

from the time she was a kitten...she would sleep on me

on my legs...to be specific

she'd climb up onto the bed shortly after I crawled in

and settle on my legs

I'd move...she'd readjust herself back onto my legs

me...move

her...right back on

a dance step that was repeated several times nightly

eventually I'd give up & fall asleep with miss bean perched in her happy place purring away

I crawled into bed last night

without my dance partner

and cried myself to sleep

Bean had the most amazing blue eyes