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Beanie was a great dog and a fine companion to UT. It was comical to watch him "chase" the ball. It wasn't really chasing of course - more like bull-dozing. Head down, pushing the ball with his face, running at top speed - I have no idea how he could see where he was going...
Even funnier was watching him chase the walnut. It was just the right size for him to pick it up and carry it back to you.
Beanie also loved to "sing" happy birthday. As soon as you'd started singing to him, he'd join in and howl along. Of course you could get him going with any type of howling noise... we had quite a few conversations, Beanie and I.
At night, when everyone was settling in, you could count on Bean for a good foot washing. Although it was a slightly slimey experience, there was something oddly relaxing about it. When he was all done, he'd find just the right spot under the covers (usually somewhere near the small of your back), curl up, and sleep right next to you for the entire night. In the morning you knew it was time to get up when beanie got his morning face rub.
Actually his morning face rub was one of the rare times he readily volunteered for extended touching. It was so funny, he'd come over and hang out with you, walk all over you, but if you reached down to touch him, he'd sidle away and sit just out of reach and give you that "don't touch me" look.
He was definitely one of a kind; a unique spirit. A lover of cookies, ball runs and face rubs, and to the end, a faithful friend to Tony.
Good work by you Beanie boy, we will miss you!
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