Whilst idling away a beautiful Sunday morn, drinking coffee and attempting to conquer the NY Times crossword, I was taken aback to hear the doorbell.
"Who could that be?", I wondered aloud, " I've paid all the bills and have no friends!".
With no small amount of trepidation I went to the door and peered out the peekhole.
No one there!
Damn kids, mutter, mutter.
No sooner had I regained my former state of comfort but the bell rang again!
Back to the door, slightly POed...still no one.
I opened the door wide thinking maybe UPS had delivered a package by mistake and much to my amazement...there was Hobbes!
To say the very least I was flabbergasted, it's a long hop from Texas to Colorado and I wasn't expecting him at all.
Well a pleasant time was had by all, fortunately I had a good supply of lettuce on hand, but all too soon Hobbes indicated his need to venture forth by liberally pelleting my living room carpet.
I have no idea where he travels next, communication was a bit problematical, perhaps you all should be on the alert as he could be making a trek to visit all of his forum friends.
Should he arrive at your door- a few tips...
He prefers Romaine to Iceberg.
A nice scratch behind the ears will make him very calm and pliant.
He will poop without warning or care.
All in all, a wonderful ( and wonderfully unexpected) treat..
Bon voyage and bon chance friend!