Buddy’s story

Eight years ago, when our late cat Marsh passed away, I never in a million years thought I’d want to own another cat. He was a deeply loved member of our family, and we all walked around in crying comas for weeks after he passed away. He’d been with us a long time, and somehow it just didn’t seem right to replace him. Fast forward a year later, and we quickly learned that living in the country almost demands you need at least one cat to keep the mice at bay (sorry, it’s kind of a fact of country life.) So we opened up our minds, not necessarily our hearts, to finding a new cat.

I didn’t think my heart could take on falling in love with another pet. I was scared that we’d go through the same emotions all over again – and my still heavy heart just couldn’t take the beating. It was a necessity, so we did it anyway. I knew that a rescue cat was the way to go (that’s how we’d found Marsh) and so we looked around to try and find one. My husband’s aunt had recently found a litter of kittens, so the girls chose one and brought him home.

I think it took us about a month of going through every crazy name under the sun and we still never found the perfect name for him. Somehow, without it even being considered, everyone just started calling him “Buddy” because we had no idea what to call him. So it stuck. 

This sweet little kitten, that I had no intentions of falling in love with, tip toed into our hearts somehow. I had no idea that saving him would be so healing – but it was. Our joy returned little by little watching him grow into the funny creature that chases its tail way more than it chases mice. But we wouldn’t have it any other way.

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About Gina Luker

Gina Luker is a writer, photographer and lover of all things quirky. She's usually found with a drill in one hand and a cocktail in the other while blogging along the way. She's addicted to coffee, polka dots, rock stars, Instagram, and everything aqua.


  1. We had a cat named Sam. I can’t write about him any better than I did in this post:

  2. I, too, have a cat named Buddy – for the simple reason nothing else fit, and I was always just referring to him as my buddy. And it stuck. However, of all the cat foods on the market, I’m sorry to say, he will not take one bite of Sheba. Anything else he’ll at least try – Sheba, not one bite.

  3. Darlene Cox says:

    Zorro Kitty – lost him 1 year ago this week I am crying again right now……. miss him so much…

  4. My husband and I were getting older and were done with animals and kids! Time to have some freedom! Then we found a starving cat under our deck. The pictures are at the end of my recipe post…When we found her and a month later. Her name is Bones but it no longer applies. http://www.glutenfreepoodlehome.com/gluten-free-bacon-pancakes/#.U48ViC9zVaU

  5. Aren’t cats just the darndest? My cat and I… she and I have a love/hate relationship. In fact, she is standing behind me at the sliding glass door meowing to come out. Even though she just wanted to go in 5 minutes ago. We do this about 1345 times a day. But you know I gotta love her!

  6. We have 2 pit bulls and 2 rescued cats. My vicious pit bulls are deathly afraid of our older cat Gertie. Gertie weighs about 15 pounds and she rules the roost. We adopted a kitten about 1-1/2 years ago and we named her Lucy. We changed her name to Lucifer because she is a devil and the MOST uncoordinated cat I have ever had. We love all of our pets and would love to have more but this is it for now.

  7. Sue Welsh says:

    We just lost our sweet cat of 14 years, he was at one time close to 30 lbs. and big and beautiful. I still remember all those years ago, bringing home this kitten I had picked out at the animal shelter, having him neutered and shots up to date, he had this beautiful full, fluffy tail about 3 inches in diameter, I did not realize he would grow into that tail. We used to laugh when we went somewhere and someone had a cat, well they all looked like kittens compared to our “Kitty”. Kitty would sit in front of the water bowl he shared with 2 dogs and we would have to move him so the dogs could drink water. Kitty would start a loud rumbling purr when you went near him and for so long he slept above my head around my pillow, how many nights that steady rumble put me to sleep. He moved with us from Florida to NC., he liked the temperature changes, but we had no squirrels for him to watch (Kitty was an indoor cat), and last week he stopped that beautiful rumbling purring and we knew his fight was soon over. We still miss him, the house is not the same, the other cat that allows us to live with him spent a couple of days searching for Kitty and now teases the dogs – carrying on for Kitty I’d say. Our pets are our children, Squeak the cat is about 7 years old, he does not even purr, he likes to sleep under the covers and cuddle up when he is cold (pretty much all the time), he chases the dogs and slaps people with his front paws, but that big boy Kitty taught him to be kind and gentle – and funny, he is a kinder cat – till a dog walks near him.

  8. Rosemary says:

    Ah, I have been thru this many times in my life (I am in my 60’s). It is so hard to lose a furry family member. In time I came to realize that it is not only what they do for us but what we do for them. I never look at it as replacing the lost friend but as opening up my home to another who needs a forever home, cuddles and love. Those of us who genuinely love and take care of our fur friends should keep our hearts and arms open to welcome another who needs us. Sometimes it takes time but the bond always grows as we learn their individual personalities and grow to love them for who they are. To me, there are no better friends that those with fur.

  9. Gina — you are not replacing Marsh you are giving a lucky cat a home. I always get rescue cats and often seniors which means I’ve lost several. But I have such great memories of each and every one and they are all so different from one another. When one goes to the rainbow bridge I say “now there is room to give another sweet cat a forever home. Even if the for isn’t very long.” I know that whatever time they’ve lived with me they were loved, not afraid and not hungry. I’m glad you all opened your hearts to Buddy.

  10. We got a rescue dog 3.5 years ago and I DID NOT want a dog (I was more a cat person but we couldn’t have one as a couple of our family members are horribly allergic to them). Our daughter had been campaigning for a few years and my husband and son were on board so I had to give in finally. I was adamant that ‘the dog’ would have to be looked after by them all – I wanted no part of it. Well, it took probably a year for me to really start loving him (I was always tolerant of him of course – I am firmly of the opinion that if you have an animal, even one you didn’t really want, you still have to do right by it). Now, Bo sleeps on our bed, gets lots of cuddles and I do lots of the looking after. We couldn’t imagine our life without our adorable, funny, happy and quirky little shih-tzu and I love him to pieces now. Turns out I am a dog person after all!

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