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Our friend Trish came by yesterday. We walked down for an impromptu tapas dinner and had lots of chattage. When we got back, she needed to use the bathroom before driving home. Miss Bea came to the landing... and froze with the Other Person there. However, Trish is a long-time cat lady and knew to slowly and softly approach.

Miss Bea used her adorable mini-growl a couple times and didn't let Trish touch her, but didn't completely run away either. That makes Trish the third person not living here to actually see Bea in the flesh. (The other two being the upstairs neighbors, who have visited enough that Bea will take treats from them... but only if we are present.)