Tiny enough to fit in the palm of his hand, Bhava found her way into my husband, Robert’s life and heart in May of 1994, a few months before he and I met. She was humorously possessive of him in the beginning and would passionately swat at him when we’d leave on a date or even when he went to work for the day. She actually urinated on me a couple of times while I was sleeping so I loved to joke that she must have been his wife in another life. It seemed her world was perfect if she and Robert could spend all their time together without company; especially other animals. So her curmudgeonly attitude came quite natural to her.