Tonight we had to say goodbye to our beloved Hobbs. At 13 years old he had lived a long and mostly healthy life. He's been our most friendly and loved of all pets...he loved all people and all animals, actually liked cuddling with dogs...he went by many aliases...hobbers, hobbers boolin, hobbie, chubby buddy, chubble bubble, chubba bubba, tubbs of chubbs.
When Jim and I had decided Marvin needed a companion, we went to the humane society and found this little itty bitty gray kitty laying so calmly right in the middle of his litter box. He was so tiny and cute, just loved laying in the kink of your neck as you sat on the couch.
Who knew he would grow to the whopping 20 pound cat he became. When having a yard sale once, he was laying in the chair next to me and as this guy was paying he commented "that's no cat, that's a lion". He was rather large and in charge, hince the various nicknames.
We love you dearly Hobbs and know that you are in a better place without suffering. We know you will find your dear friend Chouncey and live happily together.
