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Hobbes the Wondercat… part II

28 Sep

Last month I wrote a post about my daughter’s cat Hobbes.  Though he does things every day that are picture-worthy, the other day I came across a few photos that I wanted to share.

Don’t all felines secretly want to play dress-up?  These are Build-a-Bear outfits that my daughter knew he wanted to wear…

There’s the everyday Casual look…

 

 And when it’s game time, we need a Cheerleader!

 

Sometimes he’s just too cool for the room.  Who am I kidding?  That’s everyday!

 

Like most cats, he thinks an open box is an open invitation and an especially nice place to settle in. 

 

This is one of my favorites.  It was Christmas morning and we gave our two dogs new beds.  Hobbes of course couldn’t resist and made himself all too comfortable on Bailey’s bed.  I love love love the look on Bailey’s face.  You know he was thinking, “Um, excuse me, that’s my bed not yours and I’m just going to sit here and stare at you until you get off.”

                        

                                            

Do you have a Hobbes in your life?  I’d love to see pictures of your feline friends.

 

 

 

 

Inspired by Hobbes…

11 Aug

My daughter just came in the room and said, “Mom, come look at Hobbes”.   Like most cats, he spends his time looking for something to sleep in or on and seldom has trouble finding it.  Today was no exception.

 

 

He’s the King of everything around here and doesn’t quite understand where he falls on the food chain.  4 adults, a dog, another cat. What does he care?  He’s Hobbes.  King.  He’s been ruling the roost for 12 years now.  He’s more dog than cat, he’s quite the snuggler and lovable to a fault. He doesn’t understand that “no means no” and can’t seem to leave our other cat Abby alone… Poor Abbygirl.

 

 

His antics make us laugh and his constant pleas for affection warm our hearts.  He needs to be close at all times.  Sometimes I think if he could fit in our pockets he’d climb in.  He only seems comfortable on our laps and sleeping on our heads at night.  Years ago my daughter started carrying him around her neck like a mink stole.  You’d think he’d protest, but I guess he just considers it another form of snuggling.  He’s also quite comfortable on his back stretched out.  She just flips him over, he stretches out and all is good in his world.

 

 

James Herriot said “Cats are connoisseurs of comfort.”  Do you think maybe he knew Hobbes?

 

 

Do you have a Hobbes in your life?

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