We kept his toys above the fireplace. He learned to jump up there, knock the fireplace tools until they clanged, and then look at you -- to say, hey, do me a favor and throw me that toy would you? We got tired of this and move the toys elsewhere, but for his entire life he would still stand up by the fireplace to signal play time.
After playing ball he would be exhausted.
He would find the highest place on the sofa possible.
We called it his "throne".
He was irresistable. Everybody loved Bean. Even though he was bold, he was also polite, and begged by simply sitting by your side and looking at you until you gave him your crumbs.
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