Samcat

This is Buzzer:

Buzzer

Buzzer is a cat who lives across the street from me. The day that we moved into our house, we had the screen door open in front and Buzzer came wandering in just as happy as you please. He’s the friendliest cat I’ve ever known; his name is Buzzer because he is always, always purring. Like, ALWAYS.

Buzzer

As far as his personality is concerned, Buzzer is the cat version of my dog, Sam. They’re even the same color. The other day, when I took these photos, I was out weeding the garden and Buzzer came wandering into the backyard. He sidled up to me and started rubbing his head all over my leg, my arms, my hands – he went a little nuts with happiness when I started petting him. When I stopped he’d start to meow, softly, and then follow me around wherever I walked. It was rather adorable of him.

Buzzer Head

Eventually, though, Buzzer decided that he wanted to go chasing after the squirrels who live in the very back of my backyard, and he started to sneak, ever so stealthily, to the bush where they make their home:

Buzzer Sneaky

When the squirrels saw him they quickly took off, and Buzzer came back to begging me for love. He was still in my backyard when I got done weeding, keeping an eye on things for me. I don’t want a cat of my own, but with Buzzer it’s like I get to have one without having to keep the litter box in my house, which, I admit, is a huge plus.

Buzzer

3 Comments

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  1. Comment by Dylan

    KITTY!

    16 June 2009, 2:07 pm

  2. Comment by Alan Scott

    My sister thinks that the orange male tabby is the best kind of cat there is. Samcat certainly corroborates that. :)

    18 June 2009, 7:54 am

  3. Comment by Nate

    I couldn’t agree more, Alan. The only cats I’ve ever gotten along with well have been orange male tabby cats. They’re so sweet.

    18 June 2009, 7:57 am

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