Here’s another old photo I’m recycling for FCB. It really shows Hobbes’ cloudy right eye. He picked up an infection while at the shelter that I guess migrated to his eye. It’s never seemed to bother him, but it’s not like I can ask him to read an eye chart either.
Of course, about 2 minutes later, they were fighting. Those last all of 5 seconds, so I didn’t get a shot of that. Hobbes takes the defensive pose shown above and taunts Bruno. It’s like two kids on a long road trip where one is always, “I’m not touching you! I’m not touching you!” Eventually, Bruno gets pestered enough to pounce, which loosens a couple tufts of hair and everybody moves on like nothing happened.
Tomorrow is the longest day in the northern hemisphere (while shortest in southern, funny how that happens). So, Hobbes is making sure his daytime napping skills are in tip-top form. Don’t want to risk an injury from lack of preparation.
This is hardly an action pose from Hobbes. He did roll over onto his side when I came up to take the pic, so I guess, for him that is “an action.” You take what you can get.
Here’s Hobbes in one of his cuter moments. For a cantankerous old fart, he can be very friendly (when he wants and has been fed). Lately, this has been one of his preferred spots; curling up in my armpit or using my Buddha belly for a pillow.
Here are Hobbes and Bruno (l to r) and it was getting near feeding time.
Here is an photo from about a year ago in a temporary moment of friendliness. I’m pretty sure a tussle ensued within a few moments. Hobbes on the left, Bruno on the right.
Here’s the introduction for Hobbes. He’s the chubby one of my pair of cats. He has peaked at over 22 lbs (10 kg), but lost weight lately. Having to walk up and down stairs occasionally is probably good for him.