Our Poor Hobbes

This little fellow may look sort of ok, but this was 2 days after he was  hit by a car. We didn’t actually see the accident but Rhen saw him out in the street…looking like he’d been run over.

Rhen ran out to get him but when he got close enough to pick him up, Hobbes just bolted and ran into the backyard. We searched for him for 4 hours without any luck.

We finally found him in the farthest corner of the basement–curled up in a ball and hiding out. I didn’t dare go to him–because he gets feisty with me when he’s scared or hurt.  But Rhen went right up and started petting him. The poor guy could hardly raise his head but started purring.

He seemed to be banged up mostly on his head–kinda like he had run into the car–rather than the car running into him. If that makes sense.

I called all kinds of vets to see if they could help but they all said that if he was moving around and didn’t have any broken bones, then he’d likely be ok.

Sure hope so, poor guy.


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