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Mother fucking Beans. I almost want to stop there because that just summed up what I am about to write. She has to be the most annoying thing on the face of the planet. Even now as I type she is SLOWLY sneaking up onto my arm in her nonexistent stealth mode. It is obvious she has no idea how fat and oversized she is and that there will never be a time that she actually sneaks up onto anything.

Beans is not like most other cats; she is needy, loud and hates to be alone. She follows me around like a puppy, groans and growls when you rouse her from sleep and talks to herself more than what I considered normal. She keeps it no secret that she hates my mom, loves my sister Ali and just puts up with everyone else. I feel I am to blame for this behavior. She has always been given the coolest haircuts, the best clothes so why wouldn’t she act like a twat. I tried to rectify the situation but the damage has already been done. She will just continue to be intolerable but I think that is why we get along so well, we are just alike.