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When our dog Jack passed, he left behind his partner Floppy. It was summer and I was home, so Floppy and I helped each other deal with the loss.
Since I was going back to work at the end of the summer, I decided Floppy needed company and we needed another furry body in the house, so I started looking for a cat. I went to all the shelters, but I just didn’t connect with any of the cats I met. It was beginning to seem like the only way I was going to find a cat was if the heavens opened up and one dropped in my lap.
In December, I took Floppy to the vet, and they had kittens. Someone had literally dropped them at the front of the office and driven away. I took Floppy over to their cage and said, “Look Floppy, kittens!”
One reached out with both paws and grabbed Floppy’s face. I turned to the receptionist and said, “This one’s mine.” I named him Buddy right then. His spine was cracked as a result of the “drop off” at the vet’s, but it healed well and he just walks a little crooked now.
Buddy was Floppy’s “go to” guy. When her sight dimmed, he guided her along. When people came to the house, he stayed close by her side. When she passed, he stayed by her side until it was time to lay her to rest.
Buddy now rules the house. He loves to ride in the car, play with his toy mouse, and snuggle. We’d be lost without him.
Story submitted by Leslie from Yakima, Washington.
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