Buzz

This is my little Buzz, about an hour before he left me on Dec 11th, 2007. I’m not sure how old Buzz was. He was around 5 or 6 when I “rescued” him 7 years earlier from the Humane Society. But truth be told, Buzz rescued me. I was lonely and depressed at the time. I was 50 years old, in a new city, with a new job, and a new life. But I missed my family, friends, my old town, and felt very lonely at times. I was having a serious bout of depression�.couldn’t make it through a day without crying. Then my little friend Tatiana (30 years my junior), looked at me one day and said very emphatically “You’re getting a cat”. I fought against it, but she was persistent. She dragged me to Pet Smart where the Humane Society showed some of its adoptable pets on the weekends. There were about 6 cats up for adoption that day, but when I walked past Buzz’s cage he reached his leg out and very gently “petted” my arm with his little paw. I looked at him and immediately fell in love with his big green eyes, his beautiful grey and white fur, and his comical fangs that were longer than normal and made him look a bit like Dracula kitty! Then I touched his soft little white paw with pink pads, and realized he’d been de-clawed and knew I had to take him because he needed someone who would make sure he never went outside alone. I knew I’d take good care of him. Over the next 7 years Buzz gave me unconditional love and was truly the most gentle and sweetest creature I have ever had the pleasure to spend time with. Then he contracted cancer in his mouth and held on for about a year. Toward the end he was so thin and frail and I didn’t want to see it, but I finally did. I knew it was time even though I couldn’t imagine going through the process. Then I found Kathleen, an angel who allowed me to send my little guy off from his own home, with the least amount of fear and discomfort as possible. He was my best friend and I miss him every minute of every day and probably always will. Goodbye little man. I love you. –Marie Groh