Bob

For those of you that know me well, you'd know that I LOVE my cat Bob!  And if you know me REALLY well, you'd also know that Bob is actually my brother's cat, but I claim him as my own! :) Every time I go to the farm, Bob is the first one that I want to see.  We've had Bob for about 8 years now.  We've had a lot of different cats over the years, but he wins first place for the cat with the most personality!  My dad used to say, "He's a cat that thinks he's a dog that wants to be a human."  Yep, that's Bob.

Bob would follow you where ever you went.  He would walk the pastures checking fence with my dad (the dog part of him), get between your feet when you're trying to do something, run up to you when he heard you pull in the driveway (again = dog), try to sneak in the house as often as he could, and he loved to be petted and held.  Most of the time wanting all the attention on him, like a jealous child.  :)

He has annoyed so many other cats over the years, they finally just learn to tolerate him.  He loves to think that he's in control.  For example, he will not let the Golden Retriever Emma, up on the deck when he is there.  There are two sets of steps and both Emma and Bob would run from one to the other, with Bob hissing and displaying his claws, showing Emma who's boss! Bob can be such a nuisance at times, picking fights for no reason. But I love him anyway.  We all do.  

Hannah called me Friday last week and told me that Bob had been hit on the highway.  We have lost a few cats to the blacktop and this time, unfortunately, Bob was no exception.  :(  It's just not going to be the same now going to the farm without Bob there.