The Beans walk jolly adventure with pictures thread

[Pinno718]

***Extra bonus spot the Beans***
[This was taken moments before the launch and trying to break my ribs. Our burgundy curtains made light by the morning sunshine]

 

[Pinno718]

***Emergency bulletin***

The potentially lethal ironing board is out and Beans is not a happy bunny.

 

[Pinno718]

***Beans in midge/fly swat killer thriller action adventure***

First up was to study the prairie - which had all changed. Beans took his time. Something was different and he just couldn't put his paw on it.

But then, the onslaught of the marauding, irritating flying things. It was time for action...
Top quality action. [all the stunts were performed by Beans himself; no stunt doubles were used]

A gentle tap wasn't enough so it was time for gymnastics and brutal, unstoppable force.

A bit of a blur

Even more blur. Fastus maximus:

That sorted them. It was time for a stroll

...to the ditch. Which is where I left him.

 

[Pinno718]

***Beans walk jolly adventure with pictures summer recess***

 

[Pinno718]

***Beans jolly walk adventure in pictures resumption***

After a week at the cat hotel, Beans was hell bent on a walk. I decided that i would keep the paparazzi at bay having distracted them with a 50th Birthday 'album' note from one dear friend to another through the Wall St Journal so that we could have a private catch up.
It was a good walk that involved staring at cows, some minor airborne harassment and the ditch worth studying.

So, out of Pinno's gargantuan picture library resource archive vault store, i'll leave you with a picture of Beans in keeping with the thread.

 

[Way-Out-West]

***Beans jolly walk adventure in pictures resumption***

After a week at the cat hotel, Beans was hell bent on a walk. I decided that i would keep the paparazzi at bay having distracted them with a 50th Birthday 'album' note from one dear friend to another through the Wall St Journal so that we could have a private catch up.
It was a good walk that involved staring at cows, some minor airborne harassment and the ditch worth studying.

So, out of Pinno's gargantuan picture library resource archive vault store, i'll leave you with a picture of Beans in keeping with the thread.

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Free Beans! Free Beans!! Free Beans!!! Oh he is free.

 

[Pinno718]

***'Free' Beans goes on a tangent, off script shocker***

Due to the tropical conditions of late, the prairie has been restored by cell multiplication through photosynthesis and the grass is long. This I explained to Beans whilst sat on the rock. There was no response. I also told him about Diogenes and how he lived in a barrel. Again, he just didn't react. I said I knew a bloke who was well travelled and ate lots of pineapple. Nada, diddley squat. Then I told him that the well travelled bloke who eats lots of pineapple met some cats living in the desert.
Beans looked at me as if cats living in a pudding was a strange concept and disgusted by my incomprehensible, disassociated and totally irrelevant babble, decided that a walk was in order.
We went all of 6 yards when he stopped and refused to budge. I had to backtrack as I had a march on his slow progress.
I then had to assist and pretend to be an observation post: I lifted him up so he could study the surroundings. I guess that the unmentionable snookered by the rain and cows incident left such an imprint that in those moments of hesitation, one had to be sure to be sure.
With a very animated tail he looked. He looked Northwards. He looked Westwards. He looked... it took ages and ages and then I told him he was taking the mick so I popped him in the long grass and walked off. Beans decided he wasn't following me, he was going East towards the hedge and no where near the ditch worth studying.

I told him it was boggy over there and that there he would find cat chomping snakes and gaitors. He was undeterred.

'This is a bit of a cop out Beans', I told him. 'It's a very short walk and you need exercise since being at the cat hotel' The look said it all; complete indifference.

I don't think he cared much for my loaded comment, so I left him deep in thought and obviously slightly irritated by my presence.

 

[Pinno718]

***Beans in shocker monster conundrum***

Images and reality. (Perhaps not what Plato had inferred)

In the field was Norman. Stormin' Normin' from Enniskillen. Boy, he can talk. He can really talk. Norman bloke was putting in substantial fence posts on behalf of farmer bloke for a better electric fence - twin wires for extra bovine protection as the bovine creatures (Tatanka to Beans) have an occasional habit of entering and putting holes all over my garden. A happy occurrence for me plus the added bonus that I can now remove the old wooden fence I put up the year 2005, a smidge into the 3rd millennium AD.

On the opposing side of reality was imagery and to our intrepid star plonker, there was a monster - inside a red, smoke bellowing monster called Ferguson, Massey. Plus it had a big tall thing that put wood in the ground noisily. Norman took to effing and blinding due to a combination of Hawthorne, Midges and a predilection common to those who do manual work for a living. The Midges disturbed by Norman in his pursuit of straight lines and electrical earth mitigation caused by foliage (of the Hawthorne). He's been doing this for 40 years. You can tell.

In light of the monster in the field, we embarked on a jolly walk but Beans suffered immediate and tangible trepidation. I did my usual Meerkat lookout post services for Beans but he fixated on the tracks left by the monster on the ground of the freshly cut prairie. To this there was extra tail action. He elected to go south and he studied and smelled the where the monster had been.

I approached Beans and was immediately attacked.

P: "What was that for?!"
B: Because you conspired to drag me onto the field so that I could get chomped by a monster.
P: "No I did not"
B: Liar liar pants on fire, f*ck off

Cat rule number 1: Always be suspicious.
Rule number 2: Change is never good.

And then he attacked me again. This time, my posterior was the target - he's seen the lions and the wildebeest in Masai Mara on the telly.

The upshot of these happenings is that jolly walk adventures with pictures has been suspended with no definitive resumption date.

Here is Beans studying the monster and the accomplice at safe distance:

Which is the same spot where he probably is right now.