I have my wings!!!!!

Wow! I finally have my wings!!!! Mom found a photo that could actually be used. She has lots of photos of me but they are buried in the closet. I am so happy with my wings. Now, I can fly around with everyone else!!! Whoo Hoo!!!! Off I go.......!

Fat Cat in the House!!!!

You guys! Check it out!!! Mom actually found a decent photo of me. of course, I was being defiant. I was supposed to go in the carrier, not on the carrier. I loved my vet, but I just did not feel like going. So, mom took my picture to show the vet. I just wanted to check in and say Hi!. I have been busy at the bridge babysitting. I love kittens. I like to gather kittens and sleep next to them so I can hear all the different purrs. So Cool.

Concats to my brofur, Paisan on DDP honor today. You will be a saint when you get up here. But, don't come up too soon, ok. See you later!


Purrrrrs from fat cat,
Buddy (I) The first

Hello Catsterworld!

I am back on Catster. Mom said there was a need for more Angel cats, so here I am, ready to help. Let me re-introduce myself. My name is Buddy. They have me listed as Buddy I because I was the first Buddy in the family. I was adopted by my mommy from the vet. I had a broken front leg that did not heal properly. I had to be a house cat. Whatever, I still jumped on top of stuff. I was a regular at the vet until he was sure my leg, although slightly deformed had healed solidly. I was spoiled rotten my whole entire life. I was 8 years old when mom rescued Paisan. She rescued me again. I needed that little cat. We were inseparable until the end. I had contracted diabetes. After a long discussion and many tear filled nights, it was decided to send me to the Bridge, where my diabetes would be gone and my leg would be ok and I could run. I went to the bridge when I was 12 years old in 2001. Mom thankfully had already started rescuing cats.Chase was the first rescue, then all the others followed.I was happy because I would have never have had my "son" Reno. He is not my biological son, but in every other way, he is. Paisan accepted him as such. And this way I knew that Paisan would not be lonely. We only had 5 years together. Thats how old Paisan was when I passed. Reno was only 2. I loved him so much and I love him still. I depended on Paisan to raise him, and he did. Paisan is my soul. Reno is my heart. The two go together in my life. I was devastated when Reno joined me. My mom was more so. Reno was her heart too. She loves all the other cats, but Reno was sent by heaven personally to my mom.

Well, that is my story.I love dogs, and cats. I am fish friendly.I love riding out earthquakes and lightning is cool. Mom said I am one of a kind. I guess, but I have met alot of other cats who are just astounding....Like Belle. I kissed her.I kiss everyone. Well atleast she did not slap me.I found out from another cat that Belle is a sweetheart. Maybe Iwill go kiss her on the top of head again. I am feeling..... dangerous. MOL. But mom, she is sooooo purrrrrty.

Ok, thats all the time I have for now. I am purring for you all and hopefully someday, they will create wings big enuff to keep by fat self afloat. Purrrrrs,

Big Fat Buddy Cat!

Hello!

I am the original Buddy in this family and I am back. Mom promised to write a proper diary for me tonite. Until then, Meow to all!


Purrrr Purrr Purrrr
Buddy I