Three years ago today, our cat Buddy arrived at our house. Friends of our brought him in a carrier tied with a lot of rope. They opened up the carrier and he jumped out all golden and furry. My first thought was “He is a long hair – I don’t want a long hair” and then I realized that was almost a racist thought and this was the cat we were given, so what if he has long hair? It turns out that he sheds less than our old cats (who both died earlier in that year) who were short hair tabbies. There was so much rope because he is almost impossible to get into a cat carrier and was battling to get out.
He was six years old when he arrived, making him nine years old now. He had belonged to our friend’s mother, who died the day that he arrived. Our friend arranged that we would take him, but her mother wanted her with him for company until the end, so we waited until the time came for him to be delivered to us.
We got our previous cats, Butch and Spike, as kittens when we moved to Santa Fe and had them for fourteen years. First Butch died (while we were traveling in England) then a few months later Spike wandered off into the night and never came back. They coyotes must have got him; we heard the howling loudly the night he disappeared. We had convinced ourselves that we would not get another cat because of our big “a year in England” plan and because of our travel schedule, so when my friend told us about Buddy we said “no” but then talked of nothing else for two days, then phoned her and said “yes”. The house felt empty without a cat.
Buddy was exhausted when he arrived and then stayed awake for two days watching us. Finally he slept. It took a good six months for him to settle in with us. But now he is ours and he is an exceptional cat. He looks all prissy and pretty, but he is all cat. He likes to hunt (thankfully not as much as Butch and Spike), he is fascinated by the new bird feeder and he guards the gopher holes in the yard. He won’t sit on our laps, but likes to cuddle up beside us. We got a new bed a few months ago (king size!!) and he has totally claimed it. These photos are from the last couple of months of Buddy in the bed.
Happy Anniversary Buddy! Our Italian friends who house sat for us last winter call him “Budino”. Happy Anniversary Budino!