I’m Buster, and let me tell you, I had it a LOT better before the black & the gray one got here. MY mom, sis hooman to Stuck-Up Blacky and PooHead GrayBoy, adopted me in 2004. She lived by herself then – no Weird Dude or Crazy Lady (Grammy) to distract her from my love. I slept curled up under the covers under her arm every night and didn’t have a care in the world. Then came Weird Dude, the Blonde, & the moves.
Weird Dude was ok with me, but he brought on some changes. We moved into a house and it was just me and the 2 hoomans. Then Mom decided maybe I needed a buddy while they were gone during the day. She brought home Toes (the blonde). I hated him at first (I was an only child!), but after awhile he grew on me and I’m proud to say that he’s my bro now. We cuddle EVERY Caturday on Mom’s bed and love to bathe each other. I’m still a bit of a loner, but he’s my #1 kitty friend.
Then we moved to our big house and Crazy Lady and her 2 kitties moved in. I was MAD and started peeing on everything to protest this disruption. You know what they do now?? They DRUG me. Yep, every night Mom shoves a pill down my throat and then all 4 of us get treats (those moochers profit off of MY mental illness!). And that Black Pig just about bites off Mom’s fingers when she gets the treats out. I have no choice, so I’m an absolute butt to Blacky & PooHead and the hoomans. I still love my Mom, but I know she understands me and is still on my side no matter what.
I got some pics below. I really do love my adopted little bro, Toes. He understands me like no one else.
Weird Dude was ok with me, but he brought on some changes. We moved into a house and it was just me and the 2 hoomans. Then Mom decided maybe I needed a buddy while they were gone during the day. She brought home Toes (the blonde). I hated him at first (I was an only child!), but after awhile he grew on me and I’m proud to say that he’s my bro now. We cuddle EVERY Caturday on Mom’s bed and love to bathe each other. I’m still a bit of a loner, but he’s my #1 kitty friend.
Then we moved to our big house and Crazy Lady and her 2 kitties moved in. I was MAD and started peeing on everything to protest this disruption. You know what they do now?? They DRUG me. Yep, every night Mom shoves a pill down my throat and then all 4 of us get treats (those moochers profit off of MY mental illness!). And that Black Pig just about bites off Mom’s fingers when she gets the treats out. I have no choice, so I’m an absolute butt to Blacky & PooHead and the hoomans. I still love my Mom, but I know she understands me and is still on my side no matter what.
I got some pics below. I really do love my adopted little bro, Toes. He understands me like no one else.
