Kevin and I hadn’t intended to adopt a cat, but we took Bolt home to give him a place to recuperate from a nasty cold. When he arrived, he spent most of the first few days lying on our couch looking miserable. As he recovered, we started to see evidence of his mischievous personality. He loves to hide behind a corner and jump out as one of us walks by. He runs back and forth down our long hallway, chasing his stuffed mouse. If we take too long to feed him when he knows it’s time, he makes a racket in the kitchen (knocking things off the counter and pulling plastic bags out of our dispenser). Though he’s rambunctious, he’s a charmer – snuggly and extremely talkative. Sometimes I think he’s a person in a cat suit. When it came time to send him back to Kitty Kind, we just couldn’t give him up. He’s become part of our family (actually, he loves being the center of attention). Because he follows us all around the apartment, we named him Buddy.. and, well, he’s kind of large… so we just started calling him Big Buddy. Not a name we would have come up with normally, but it just seems to fit.
Kirsten & Kevin
