To Bean: Part One

Lilith, Baby Cat, Booger Ball, Booger...Bean.

You knew your name before I did.

I fell in love with you when you were first born on the fouton.

Your eyes were closed, you fit in the palm of my hand

And you were a pastel angel of fluff and love.

I'm not sure if we're meant to be

Or you grew into me.

You shed enough that even my blood stream contains your hair

But I wish you were with me everywhere I go

And I know you hate the leash

But it's not for you, it's for me.

You see, you always know what's best for me

When I need to wake up

When I need to get dressed

You sit outside the door and wait for me to brush my teeth

And lead me down the steps and watch me cook breakfast

And lay in my lap and let me cry in your fur when I can't take it

And my little ball of perfection, 

I thought I knew what it meant when someone called an animal their baby

And then you came into my life

And I can't imagine a world where I can't lay on the steps with you

Singing, "Bean, Bean, the magical cat!"

I cannot think of a world without your squawk, because you don't meow.

I cannot fathom how I made it along in without your unconditional love

You purr when you see me

And I'm sure that if I could,

I would purr when I see you too.

My Bean, my furry child.



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