Yesterday, we lost our last kitty--our beloved Hobie. He had either kidney cancer or feline infectious peritonitis--both of which are terminal and not treatable, so we chose to put him to sleep. All of us went to see him and give him a last hug, kiss, and pet. And his Daddy held him tight as he left us.
Hobie came to us by way of my parents and a visit to a friend's farm in Hobart, New York-hence, his name. He fell in love with Bob over a Thanksgiving weekend, and Bob fell in love right back. Hobie was the one who opened our hearts to being a house with pets before we had a baby.
He was a really playful kitten. Bob was remembering yesterday how he loved to tangle with jewelry and a little Raggedy Ann doll thay he used to assault. As he grew, he mellowed and became a snuggly, loving companion.
Here are our three boys together as we'd frequently find them. Tangled up on our bed in a furry knot of tumbling love . Now they are all gone. And we are the lesser for it.
Here are our three boys together as we'd frequently find them. Tangled up on our bed in a furry knot of tumbling love . Now they are all gone. And we are the lesser for it.
Rest in peace Hobie--The Lion of Bankbarn. We love you and are thankful for all the joy you brought to our lives.
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