When I first bought Buster, he was the sleepy cat in the middle of the pen at Pearl Ridge Petland. Other kittens were rolling and play fighting around him, but he was just chillin', almost ready to topple over into a kitty nap.
Me and my gf of the time used to carry him around in a white espirit bag at Hawaiian Brians when he was a kitten, he used to cry when we werent home, so we made a little litter box in the back of my 87 honda civic and took him to Brians or the Drive In with us.
He survied 2 other younger cats (Baby and Yuki) and 6 ex-girlfriends.
I had him almost 1/2 of my life.
About a month and a half ago he started to disappear for the whole day, then I noticed that his front right paw wasnt moving properly. The vet said 18 was like super old, that most cats only live to 15.
Last tuesday his leg wasnt looking so good so I took him to the vet and the vet said he was suffering.
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