Balls of Steel

This afternoon a wonderful thing happened in my home. My 8-month old cat, named "Mister E.", was confronted with the arrival of my old friend Raymond and his Bouvier, still young but fully grown, and about 10 times the size of Mister E. The latter had never seen a dog before, let alone one that large, but he walked right up and totally fearless, exchanged sniffs with him. I've never been so proud of Mister E. in my life. He didn't hiss or flee or anything -- just walked up and sniffed and said "Hello." Neither did the Bouv react in an untoward way. The whole event went down beautifully. The cat and dog struck up an instant friendship and it was a thing of beauty to behold. Raymond and I were both impressed.