2000 - 2012Also known as Mister Hobbes, King of the Cats, The Laird, Hobbesy, Woodles, The Woodle Poodle, Teddy Ruxpin, Bloomberg, Hooger Fooger. Hobbes broke my phobia of cats and converted me into a cat lady. When I was at uni, I was working in a cafe, and we thought we had found a rat or a mouse in the kitchen. It turned out to be a teensy grey kitten. We tried to find out where he had come from with no luck. As the pet store said he was too small, and nobody else could take him, I brought him home with me, just for one night, until we could find a home for him. He fit in the palm of my hand. He was the biggest cat I have ever seen, but he was a big softie! My boyfriend's 3 year old niece visited one day and we introduced her to our 'cat' Hobbes. She pulled a face and said "That's not a CAT, it's a BEAR!!" That's how big he was. He suffered from diabetes now and required an insulin injection daily. The things you do huh? Hobbes' favourite things were outside and tuna. Tuna could be used to bring him inside, so I suppose his best thing in the world was tuna. He was also quite fond of a belly rub and even enjoys having a raspberry on his belly! Hobbes hated being told 'no' In July 2012, after a few weeks of suffering from a skin condition, Hobbes' health deteriorated rapidly and within one week, he had passed away of cancer. His illness was sudden and unexpected, and I still can't believe my blue bear is gone :(
2004 - 2011Chibi was named after Chibi Totoro... the littlest one. She was also known as Chibs, Chibi-weebi, Chibbles, The Easter Bunny, Pootelby, Pootelby Ramsbottom the Third, Pootie and Poots. Chibi passed away from kidney failure in November. We got Chibi after an old lady's posh purebreed cat got knocked up by a street cat. She dumped the kittens on a pet store, with the threat she would kill the kittens if they pet store didn't accept them. A lady who worked there took the kittens home and hand fed them. They were only a couple of weeks old. Chibi was the runt, and one of only two to survive. Chibi was adopted out to a troubled youth who was in government care. The girl couldn't take care of her, so we adopted her. Because she had such a hard start, she was extremely skittish and scared of everyone and everything. After a LOT of patience and hard work, we finally managed to get her to come out of her shell. She went from being a mushroom cat (always in the dark) to a sociable, friendly and loving animal. She lived on my lap from the moment I was at home, until it came time for me to head out to work again. Chibi could see things that we could not see. She would spend a lot of time perched on her hind legs, grabbing at the air with her front paws. We decided that she was playing with fairies. In November, she fell ill with kidney troubles, which were developmentally flawed due to her malnutrition and neglect as a kitten. Unfortunately the treatments were unable to save her. I take comfort in the fact that she was happy, comfortable and content in her final couple of years. I miss her terribly! Chibi loved sitting on a lap more than anything else. She was an expert at building a kitty-cubby out of cushions. She despised the poo police. (Hobbes likes poop ONLY in the litter box - he patrols for breaches of this policy on a regular basis) She was bonkers for Doritos.