You’re gonna just love this cat, I tell The Husband.

Oh?, he says.

Huh. What is this? Do I detect a wary tone of skepticism in that Oh? He doesn’t trust my judgment in the assessment of feline goodness, perhaps. Or I could just be paranoid. There’s always that.

No, really, I insist. I’ve never seen a cat with a personality like this before. He’s so … tough. Or something.

I struggle to put a label on this cat. But I give it a try. 

Well, he’s kinda like the honey badger of the cat world, I say. He just doesn’t give a …. you know.

So if I’m understanding this correctly, says The Husband. You’re just letting me know that you’re bringing a very short sociopath into our home. With built in weaponry.

Bah. You’re gonna love him, I repeat.

This was three years ago, November of 2011, that we welcomed the Benevolent Ruler of Sword House into our family.

And sure, Bodine can be a jerk sometimes. But in his defense, he needs to have this cast iron temperament to survive mind and body among the canine-related activities here.

Sharing space with two adult dogs, and a quasi-annual rotation of Canine Companions for Independence puppies, a little fella needs to have an attitude bigger than himself.

And he does.

In spades.

So after I pick up the paperwork Bodine just knocked off the desk, we’ll celebrate his third Gotcha Day with our family.

We love you, Bodine, you little jerk.

Categories: Bodine the Cat

Tags: Bodine, Gotcha Day