Significant Other and I found our first bobcat on the property last night. It was in the carport, of all places, and darted off into the darkness when we caught it in the headlights. We’ve had foxes on the place before, but this was our first lynx.

Looking the critter up on the Internet, the SO said, “Bobcats are kinda like you.”

“Huh?”

“It says here, ‘The bobcat, Lynx rufus or Felis rufus, has a gray to brown coat.’ You’ve got both.”

“Uh, honey…”

“And it says, a Lynx rufus ‘black tufted ears.’ You’ve got those, too.”

“So,” I grumbled, “I’ll ask the barber to trim my geezer ear hairs, OK?”

“And,” she went on blithely, “it’s got a black tipped, stubby tail. Don’t me that’s not like you.”

“Well, I’m not gonna ask the barber to shave my butt!”

Since there ain’t no livestock or edible pets here, I’ve got no problem with the bobcat. I think it’s kinda cool to have him here. And if he goes off his own way, I suppose we’ll just have to consider him the missing lynx.

I just wish my sweetie would get over her new habit of calling me Rufus.