I was still in school – I think it was 1994. My friend at the time, Janie, wanted to get a kitten so we went to her aunt or cousin’s home to get one of theirs from a recent litter. There were only 2 kittens left when we got there. She chose a grey and white furball and that left this little grey stripey furball sitting there all by himself. Everyone knows my soft spot for kitties. I couldn’t leave that little guy all by himself, so I grabbed him and took him home for Andy. The whole drive home I was saying “I can’t believe I just impulsively adopted a kitten! What am I doing??”
I presented the stripey furball and it was love at first sight. Andy is a big Calvin and Hobbes fan, so despite his grey stripeys, the kitten was christened “Hobbes”. Andy and Hobbies were like peas and carrots. We were living in a tiny one BR apartment on Derrydown, but there was room for a furball. Dickens took it all in stride and seemed to like his new little brother.

