Then along came Bob.
One morning, we found this pretty black and white cat peering in the window. He lived under our deck for days. He was such a sweet, gentle cat, and we quickly began petting him and eventually, feeding him. And then one evening Brian and Daniel came inside, and I found out they had named the cat. Bob. Very fitting since this guy has a short tail, like a bobcat. So, he has pretty much become part of the family. He lives under the deck. We feed him twice a day. And he endures such things as this...
And this....
And even this...
He has never clawed Daniel, never hissed at Daniel, nothing. He even follows Daniel around the yard. Daniel calls him, "Come, Bob! Come!" And by golly, Bob comes. We would consider this a happily ever after story, but yesterday Daniel got hives after holding Bob. Ugh. Can he seriously be allergic to cats too? Stay tuned for more updates on Bob!




