🐱 Caturday — Ezra the Protector (10 Pounds of Attitude)

By Butch

So as everyone knows by now, Beth and I have a cat named Ezra.

He’s 4 years old… and he’s a tabby.

And Ezra is something.

The Personality That Makes No Sense (But Works)

He is somehow both the grumpiest and the happiest cat at the same time.

And it works.

If you came over to our house, you’d probably say:

“What a fantastic and loving cat you have!!” 😂

No.

No you wouldn’t.

You’d think he’s mean… and plotting something.

But Behind Closed Doors…

When it’s just me and Beth?

Completely different animal.

He’s:

Super loving Always purring Constantly following one of us around (Usually Beth… let’s be honest)

At night, when we’re winding down, he’s always on her blanket.

Just curled up… content… like a big baby.

This Morning…

We’ve got company staying over.

So naturally…

Ezra has entered full security mode.

I woke up early for work before anyone else.

Started looking around for him…

And there he was—

Perched just outside our bedroom.

Guarding.

Watching.

Protecting.

Like a 10-pound bodyguard on duty.

Let’s Be Real

This little ball of fur really thinks he’s a badass.

And honestly?

I respect it.

The Truth About Ezra

He’s:

Super mean Super loving And somehow both at the exact same time

And the best part?

Beth and I might be the only two people in the world who get to see that softer side.

And I wouldn’t have it any other way.