Also, she is a fierce protector. Once, there was a large, LOUD machine that appeared out of nowhere (well, it came out of the closet, actually); this machine proceceded to move around on the carpeted areas of our home and Bea wasn't going to stand for that. She barked and growled and snapped at it until it went away. And the other day, there was a similar monster with a hose-like nose that really got her riled up:
I, for one, feel much safer knowing that Bea has got our backs covered, if and when the Aliens arrive.