6/28: Teamwork

Walcome,

Mah name is Beans and Ah'm only 1 years olde. Today was no ordinary day since it was filled with both happiness and sadness.

Sadness first: Mah Mum left this morning. Mum squeezed and smooched me as if I did something guid. It appears she will begone for awhile so Ah'll keep being guid.

Now, onwards to happiness: Firstly, my Scottish Da, ole Red Beard, allowed me to putz around without my fittings. Much freedom and such invigoration upon meh release from the back porch. Secondly, this freedom then opened my senses to the backyard around meh. In short time, I found a skink! Skinks are slimy conniving creatures in which this particular skink was nestled under the green kayak like a water monkey. But Ah sniffed ehm out with some halp.

Ah swiftly called upon my dear sweet sissy, Lé Toots, to assist in the hunt. At times, we do share common interests.

With precise direction from Lé Toots, Ah was able capture the fiend. As it turns out, this particular fella did not have a tail! It is apparent that Toots has caught this skink in the past so this can only mean one thing: she concocted this pursuit in order to properly train meh into her French Cat Militia. However, being of Scot origin, Ah'v expressed my disinterest many a times but, alas, at least she is willing to teach meh. She's ah bonnie lass, that Toots.

Captured! Ah'v named this skink Slinky. Ah didn't really know what to do once I had Slinky in meh mouth though. So Ah just kept picking Slinky up and down until Red Beard made me go home. Mum would be proud of meh!

Hae a guid day,

Beans