Hobbes.
Hobbes has an incredibly sane personality for a cat. It often seems like her sole principle in life is to live and let live. She's content in her own, simple existence. It's just her and this incredibly fascinating world that just happens to be inhabited by a bunch of others; Who are inconsequential. She's a lot like her mother, Chelku. Curious about everything, very agile, unimposing, affectionate, intelligent and beautiful. She's the kind of cat who will keep you company without making her presence obvious. She loves to be pet; her weak spot is just under the ear, running down the back of her neck. A good itch there gets a satisfied, low, droning purr from her. She's also surprisingly unfazed by water, unlike all my other cats. I've seen her sitting nonchalantly in the basin as water was dripping onto her back from the leaking tap.
Each cat is just so different. They all have unique personalities, much more complex than ours. Trying to understand my cats is something I never tire of. There's something quirky, special, unexpected, amazing about them all. It's so easy to dismiss the fact that there's more to them than what meets the eye. It's the unknown 'x' about them, that missing piece in the puzzle that intrigues me no end. I don't think I'll ever get bored of a cat. There's always something new to discover- and it's just as surprising every time.
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