This is Astro. Had absolutely no doubt he was magnificent and meant to be loved by all (and he was). He used to wait at the gate for us every night to talk about our day and walk us inside, and when I’d lay my head on him, he’d sigh as if all the world’s troubles had been lifted from him.

Here’s my girl Hobbes, we’re so sorry for your loss

Post you from a different era.

When we visited Paris a few years back we were on a mission to find Rue Jarry because of Broken Sword

Hobbes has shared her butthole across at least three continents

Show me a picture on your phone that has your energy. Not a selfie

When we took Hobbes to the vet for her desexing they called me after I dropped her off and said they wouldn’t run blood tests first because she was ‘putting up too much of a fight’ and none of the vets or nurses could get close enough. A decade later and they’ve respected her ever since.

It’s an intoxicating scent