There's the little cutie in the top right after they were born.
Locke appointed himself as their godfather and watched them everyday.
Buster had a great life though growing up with four Williamson children could be tiresome, chaotic, and ______ (insert any adjective to describe pandemonium). He got used to being chased around, held so tight he almost died, and placed in dolls clothes. He did not fault us, but developed into a very chill cat that knew how to hide…well. He lived through the sad deaths of our first beloved cat Polly Wally Wing Wong, and our first dog Duke. He lovingly looked over the additions of Colonel, Buncombe, and temporary guests Grits, and Hampton.
Oddly, Buster was most at home with the dogs. He knew he was top dog and demanded to be treated as their equal.
Buster as a kitten with Duke and Maggie- brother and sister pair
Waiting to be served first as was the protocol of Top Dog to youngest
Buster was around for fifteen long years and we love him dearly. I know he's up in Cat Heaven purring in some cat nip, and sunning himself on a warm bed. He was fit to be a king while on Earth so I can only imagine he's living out that dream up there. I'll miss him dearly, but one day…We'll be reunited. He was a good one.
A little slide show with photos and videos of Buster during his best days.
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Lovingly Cats Out,
BetC
You should post a weekly "mewsletter."
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