Flying Bean Salad

A few weeks ago, I cooked some cannelini beans because I was going to make a salad, but then I didn't make a salad, so I put them in the freezer.  Clarabelle has been giving me a really hard time about those beans, so last weekend, I defrosted them and cleaned out my fridge and made a salad.  It was last week so I don't remember for sure what was in there.  Probably grape tomatoes, olives, chopped peppers, and cucumber, and there was probably also some lettuce involved.


Big whoop, hm?  What makes it a flying salad, you might ask?


Well, I consumed it out on the deck in the beautiful weather, and I have some insistent lunch time companions:

This one thinks he can't jump up onto my chair, so as long as I don't make eye contact, I'm OK.


However, this one can jump:


Try and ignore that why dontcha.  It's breathing on you, remember, and after a while, it will start drooling and once that happens, it's only a matter of time before the drool starts dripping onto your leg.  Try and ignore THAT why dontcha.

So what makes it a flying bean salad?  In order to get some peace while I eat, I pick out a bean or a chunk of veg (Tiki loves vegetables) and toss it on out there so Tiki will get off me and go chase it down.  If I throw it far enough, he'll be occupied for a good thirty seconds before he comes back.  If I throw it too far, he won't go for it at all and I'll have ten seconds at most.