Buddy was our cat. He was totally devoted to me, my husband and our dog Boo. He was scared to death of any other people who he came in contact with. He would run and hide from anyone except us. Rarely did others even get a glimpse of him. Besides me and my husband, they only other human being who saw him or touched him was our vet, whom Buddy seemed to take kindly too. I think he knew the vet was there for him. The only people who actually knew and touched Buddy that are members of this site are me and my husband.
Buddy came into our lives in June of 1997, when we adopted him from the local shelter. We had an idea of what we wanted our kitty to look like, and there he was, perfect! We had to bring our dog in to see how they got along, and after a few nose pats and some sniffing, they decided they liked each other. Instant friends, best buds through out their time on earth together. Buddy was named after Buddy in the movie "Fried Green Tomatoes." One of my favorite movies.
Boo quickly trained Buddy how to act like a dog. A spoiled dog at that. Boo had to have ice cubes in her water bowl, and Buddy came to expect that too. He'd sit there waiting for Boo to finish her drink, fascinated by her chomping of the ice cubes. Boo of course did her duties outside, and this totally frustrated Buddy. Boo would get let out and Buddy would wait at the patio door, watching every move Boo did out there, waiting for her return. When he couldn't see Boo, he'd get up on his back legs, front paws high up on the glass so he could see farther out into the yard. They slept, played and got into mischief together. This is how Buddy got his nickname "Mr. Naughty Pants." Their favorite thing was to get themselves petted at the times they thought most important. This involved coming up to us and placing their heads under your hands or feet and rubbing over you until you stopped whatever you were doing to concentrate on them.
Buddy learned how to play catch from Boo. The terry cloth pony-tail holders I wore were perfect play toys for him. He never failed to stop them in mid-air when you'd toss them to him. We always told him the Milwaukee Brewers could use him on their team!
Buddy much enjoyed the fact that I read, and he would lay on my chest while I held the book in one hand and rubbed his ears and head with the other. He had a huge heart, and he somehow felt his body should match that in size. He weighed 22 pounds most of his adult life, all of it pure love for us and Boo.
After Boo passed away, Buddy was lost for awhile, but settled in in his roll as our only child. He waited at the door for us to come home, just like Boo did. He was a great supervisor, making sure we behaved. He loved to sit on the bathroom vanity while you did your hair or brush your teeth.
The last few months of his life he became ill and lost over 10 pounds. He wasn't eating and what he was eating came back up. The pills and medical tests and procedures he went through didn't help. He passed away peacefully in our arms, in the care of a caring veterinarian, who himself shed a few tears.
Cremated, Ashes given to family or friend.
Specifically: Buddy's ashes are in our home.
Created by: Sue
Record added: Sep 19, 2008
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