never thought i would be so deeply depressed by the death of my buddy bubba. he was my partner and pal and micromanaged my entire life.

he did send me a baby who lost his hoomom… a precious mc mix orange and white boy of 9 years of age. his hoomom was ambulanced out of their condo and sent north while the family denied the 3 cats humane treatment. so punkin is mine. he constantly seeks his hoomom. she died palm sunday. he will meet her on the other side of rainbow bridge, but until then he is with me. he is full of love and confusion . he claims me constantly and he is with me allover house and patio. he cries and searches for his mom everywhere and watches for her at front door. is so hard to watch. i talk softly to him when he seeks her and cries…. heck i talk to him always anyway. he is gorgeous and sweet.

heck, i still talk to bubba. old habits die hard… oh yeah we had eclipse…..and a pic of bubbas last ride, coming home from my momas after christmas, january 6, 2024… and a cute dirty brat..and the crosseyed sweetie….and punkin. a maine coonmix precious…

i needto assemble the second cat tree for these monsters entertainment