Woody (Rest In Peace)

The Woody Effect

Woody was one of those rare cats where everyone agrees: this one is special.

In Vancouver, neighbors called him by name as they passed our condo. He wasn’t just “a cat.” He was a fixture — a local character with a fan base.

When we moved to Calm Chaos, he transformed from city socialite to country estate overseer. The other cats didn’t challenge him. He didn’t need to posture. He’d stand there and they’d move. That was the power of Woody.

He was my shadow and companion. His absence is still a presence here.

If you hear “Woody stories” around here…

It’s because everyone has one. Guests. Neighbors. Friends. Woody left an imprint.