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As much as I want to keep talking about the Lizzard, today I am going to take a break and talk about my other girly...mainly because it's her gotcha day, and because I didn't make much mention of her birthday back at the beginning of the month.
Five years ago today I was at an interpreting workshop in Atlanta. Scott agreed to go out to Kim's and pick up a "foster" that we had already thought about adopting but were going to "try out" to see how she did with Hunk and Henry and the cats. Apparently there was no more trying out to be done once Scott laid eyes on this pretty little yellow fawn girl named Bud's Lady Jean who allegedly tried to wrap herself around his legs from the start.
I got home and was told that she was "still in her crate and wouldn't come out," so I sat down on the floor in front of the crate and opened the door. There was a TINY ball of yellow fur in the back of the crate, and when she heard the sound of the door she looked around at me. That was all she wrote...
Eyes you could fall into...BLACK eyeliner, compliments of her granddaddy Dutch Bahama...and little ears with a grayish tint that flopped over like puppy ears... I was in LOVE. She slowly got up and walked out of the crate, came to me and pushed her forehead into my shoulder. She just stood there a moment, and then sighed.
That was the first time I fell in love with my Jeany Bean. She has been the happy ray of sunshine in our pack these five years. She's silly, she's vocal...she'll give you ten good reasons to put her on a leash and take her O-U-T to G-O in the C-A-R all the while stomping on your toes with her front paws. She will lose her mind for a treat, a turkey neck, or a Peep as I found out back at Easter. She is an obsessive licker and will CLEAN everything she can get her tongue on...Hunk has the cleanest ears of any dog I know.
Jeany changed my father's mind about greyhounds...when he met the boys he said how skinny they were, and how he was almost afraid to touch them. When he met Jeany, he proclaimed that while the boys were cute there just wasn't a more beautiful greyhound in the world than Jeany Bean.
Today is also my sister's birthday, so we have two reasons to celebrate. Thank you, Jeany Bean...Vanilla Bean...Jean, Jean, the Butter Bean... Beenie Weenie... Pretty Girl...thank you for choosing us to love you and be loved by you. I can't believe the little one that had just barely turned three that day five years ago is now eight years old...and still churning up the grass in the yard like the blonde streak she is. Happy Gotcha Day, Beautiful Girl.
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