Buddy’s birthday is a guesstimate. In Oct. Of 2022, he appeared at my best friend’s front door. It seemed that he had been used to being in a house and really wanted to go into hers. This couldn’t have happened because, you see, she had a house full of feline fur babies of her own that wanted to eat him. My husband and I went would come over a lot and we had to pet him and try to keep him from running in. Not long after he showed up, and after my bestie had been feeding him, we came over and we had been upset because our kitty ran away while in transition into our temporary home and wouldn’t come back. We decided to bring the kitty from the porch home because it was getting cold outside. We was with us throughout 2 years in a camper and over a year in our new home. 5 months after moving into our house we found another kitten, smaller than Buddy was when we took him home, and she became his little sister Sissy. Buddy was so sweet to her. But that was no surprise because he was the most loving, sweetest cat I ever had and everyone said that he loved me more than anyone. My heart is broken and it breaks more every time I see Sissy roam through the house looking for her brother. He has gone way too soon and I just can’t understand it. We don’t know why. There was no sign or clue. He just looked like he was asleep on my bed. Only God knows and I just pray that Jesus will give him lots of love until we meet again.