In early November of 1994, on a very cold snowy day
I had just driven home from work, about 16 miles. After getting out of
the car I heard a noise, I turned around to see a small kitten crawling
out from under the frame of the car. He walked right up on the porch and
into the house when I opened the door just like he owned the place. Well,
now he does. He doesn't seem interested in going outside. He sits at the
door waiting for Missie while she is out and greets her each time she comes
back into the house. We have since found out that Bud is at least part
Scottish Highland Wildcat. In some areas Scottish Highland Wildcat kittens are selling for as much as $500.00 a piece at six weeks of age. Wouldn't
you know, I had him neutered......
Oh well, what can I say. Bud adopted us as his family and he is still a very big part of our family.
There is never a dull moment with Bud around,
except when he is sleeping. He is constantly coming up with new ideas for
entertaining himself and for teasing Missie. Bud is very vocal also, he
has quite a repertoire and communicates his needs and wants very clearly.
He knows how to open doors, he just can't figure out how to hold
the knob to turn it. It's a good thing we don't have lever knobs, because
he could open them.
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