Buddy Bear's Cats' World: Monday - A Kitten

Monday, September 26, 2011

Monday - A Kitten - Memories

We're back, this time with a memory. This particular one may be a rerun for some of our long time reader/friends. If so, here's to good Memories that last and last and last ....

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6 comments:

Katnip LoungeMonday, September 26, 2011 3:58:00 PM
What a fun poem!
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Fuzzy TalesMonday, September 26, 2011 4:20:00 PM
That's a terrific memorial collage and perfect poem!
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Old KittyMonday, September 26, 2011 4:25:00 PM
Lovely!!! Thank you for sharing this poem!!! Yay! take care
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Angel, Kirby and MaxMonday, September 26, 2011 5:46:00 PM
That is cute! Thanks for sharing!
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Cat-from-SydneyMonday, September 26, 2011 10:23:00 PM
Pawesome poem, Buddy Bear. Wish I were a kitten still. purrr...meow!
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ReneTuesday, September 27, 2011 9:18:00 AM
Oh, what a sweet way to remember the memories. The poem is great, and the pix adorable.
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Buddy turned 12 years old the first of June of this year (2013). He's getting to be an old timer, but not in HIS little head and heart. He's still the Big One's romping buddy, and the Small One's cuddling bear. Now, though, the Small One calls him 'Cuddly Chops.' He doesn't mind, just so long as he is called, and cuddled.

Oh, he is laid back, likes his nap time, with the Large One, and will stand back and let the younger boys step forward to the front lines, but he's still the boss, the leader of the clowder, he gives the orders. No doubt about it. The others know who the boss is.

Loving, mischievous, trusting as ever, our little RagaMuffin ManCat makes each day a day to remember with his antics, and his love for his humans. His place at sleep time is on his Big One's right arm, curled in and holding on with both front paws.

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