Sister Mary Beatles

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Bea is like a limp noodle in this image.  It is so hard to get him worked up........
I could NEVER EVER do this to Rozzy or Tank.  Bea is just so relaxed.

I wonder if he is like this because he was literally Born in this house..  He was handled and held and cuddled by the whole neighborhood as a tiny half haired funny looking kitten.  He sure is the Ugly Duckling/White Swan now.

He just adores being held and stroked and hugged.  I think Huck whispers in his ear.

So here he is playing whatever as I tied the white wrap around him.  He also LOVEs to wear his
velcro vest and go out on the leash in the back yard with me.

Beatles, Bea, Bea Bug, Bea Bugalicious.....it's all the same.  He's the cutest black cat I've ever known....

and he wanted some post time.

Comments

Nancy said…
Beatles is a beautiful, fur friend!
9:25 AM
SissySees said…
I love it. He reminds me of Socrates, my last cat, who was mostly black, loved to ride in the car, loved to sit on the edge of the garden tub while I bathed, attacked my roommate's dates (turns out Soc had a better idea of who was a jerk than she did)...
10:08 AM
gMarie said…
I think Huck must be whispering to him. Most cats aren't nearly that cuddly - I'm thrilled for you that Beatles is. g
10:08 AM
Katherine said…
I love his eyes! He is definitely a unique cat!!
12:14 PM
Meredith said…
Oh you cute thing, I think you deserve all the post time you can get.
Happy Weekend,
Meredith
2:07 PM
Celia said…
Reminds me of an 80s aerobics video.
7:26 PM
Judy S. said…
There must be something special about black cats! We had a great one, too, named Frango, but no cat we've ever had would walk on a leash. Tajar would keel over whenever we tried it almost as if he were instantly paralyzed!
10:56 AM
Lynneb said…
I bet he'd ride in a baby carriage dressed up in doll clothes! Did you ever do that when you were a little girl?
3:50 PM
Nicole said…
So adorable! I love trusting kitties.
12:12 PM
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