Meet Hobbes
I know that I swore I’d never own a cat, but… 
It started out so simple… a trip to Petsmart to pick up some fish food. We had some time to kill, so we walked the store and looked at the little kitties. Yea, they were cute, but we’re just looking. There was no way in hell that we were going to buy a cat!
To my dismay, my son started crying on the way home because we left ‘his’ cat behind; the sweet one that purred and rubbed up against his hand. Nope, no cats in this house.
24hrs later I gave in. Unfortunately, ‘our’ cat had already been sent back to it’s home at the Princeton Animal shelter. Off to the rescue!
He’s a housetrained short haired tabby cat, approximately 2 years old, with a calm demeanor.
I’m transferring my National Geographic subscription to Cat Fancy.
