Two years ago today was the day Buster passed away. He was our first "baby". For four years it was Scott, me, and Buster. He had lots of favorite things like his no-sew blanket, toy ball, wrist bands, treats, and his doggy "Pinkie". He waited for us at the bottom of the stairs for us to come home everyday. He loved going outside on his leash too. (Yes I put him on a leash, didn't want him wandering off;-) He also had a kitty friend named Tubby. She was an outside stray cat that we ended up "adopting". I felt bad for her so we fed her and let her sleep in the garage in the winter. Neither of them liked any other cats but they seemed to loved each other. She would come to the back deck everyday and they would just sit and watch each other. She was very sad when Buster wasn't around anymore. Exactly one year later to the day, Tubby died too. We know they had some sort of connection. Tubby was sick for about a week before she died and it was just too ironic that she died on October 12th too. They are buried next to each other with their favorite toys. We miss them both very much but we know they are playing together once again in kitty heaven.
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