On Saturday, Sept. 11, the San Martin Shelter staff and family
lost a dear friend. Bob, our shelter cat, died after waging a
courageous battle with a sudden and severe illness. He will be
missed by all who knew him.
On Saturday, Sept. 11, the San Martin Shelter staff and family lost a dear friend. Bob, our shelter cat, died after waging a courageous battle with a sudden and severe illness. He will be missed by all who knew him.
For those of us who worked at the shelter Bob was our constant companion and ubiquitous presence. If he wasn’t lying on the counter up front, he was lying around somewhere. Bob wasn’t exactly the athletic type but rumor has it that he did run a bit from time to time. Once he ran the whole length of the walkway! (We had an eye-witness account.) But for the most part Bob was happy to sleep away the day only to be woken up by an occasional barking dog. More than once (more like everyday) newcomers to the shelter would gasp at what they thought was “road kill” on the counter and step back startled when he woke up to lazily blink at their surprised faces. Our Bobby was something else.
Bob arrived at the shelter in a cat trap four years ago; a big, scruffy war-torn tom cat that was probably 3 years old or so. Bob looked every bit the part of neighborhood warrior-Romeo and I’m sure he has left his mark in whatever neighborhood he came from. For whatever reason Bob stood out from the crowd of others and we (the staff) decided to neuter him and see if we could find a home for him.
There typically isn’t a long line of people waiting at the shelter door to adopt adult cats, but this time we thought we’d give this guy a chance. First he stayed in a cage all day, then we let him out during the day and he wandered around the isolation ward, then we moved him to the cat room where he hung out all day, and the next thing we knew he was running the place. Funny how that worked.
Bob’s presence will be so missed at the shelter. For those of you who knew him, you will miss him, too. Bob’s companion Little One, our not-so-little anymore black shelter cat, is looking for him and she too will miss him. All of us at the shelter, we will miss him most of all.
Bob was a one of a kind and while we will never be able to replace him (and we wouldn’t want to) we will go on to have other shelter cats. For the other “Bobs” out there who deserve a chance at having a forever home, we will find one that speaks to us. And we’ll tell him about Bob.
Be at peace Butter Bob, we love you.
Sue Padgett on behalf of Rene, Peggy, Phil, Candy, Paulette, Annie and Cathy at the San Martin Shelter