From the very beginning Buster needed me... When I went to pick out a cat, he wasn't the cutest one or the smallest one.  When I opened his cage, he came right to me and crawled on my shoulder and wouldn't let go.  I knew right then that he needed me. Buster was about 6-8 months old when I got him so even though he wasn't full grown he definitely wasn't a kitten anymore.  I hate to say it but he wasn't even that cute... he always looked as if he had a dirty face.  He was a orange tabby with blond and orange hair.  On his face though his hair was almost burnt orange... which is where the dirty face comes in.  I will have to say though that he grew out of his "odd teen years" and his personality came through so much that he was just the cutest and sweetest cat ever. 

At first Buster was pretty shy.  It took him a few years to come out of that... I think that he realized how much attention he could get if he came out when company was here ;) He even seemed to love going to the vet.  He would sit in his carrier, in the car ride to the vet, with his chin up eyes closed while his face was basking in the sun.  At the vet he would roll over so everyone could rub his belly.  He would just take it all in.  He would take any attention he could get.

Buster always needed lots attention and he couldn't ever get close enough to my face.  I would always have to make sure that I made time for "cuddle time".

During cuddle time, he would give me eskimo kisses by rubbing his nose on mine.  He would crawl on my shoulder and then slide down my chest, on his back, into my arms and I would hold him like a baby.  He would then stretch his paw to touch my face and just stare at me.  He could sit and stare at me for hours.  My husband always said that Buster didn't love me... Buster was IN love with me.  

When Buster was four I got another cat... For him.  He needed so much attention so I thought that another cat would keep him company when I was gone.  Even though Rittalin and Buster were good brothers, Buster still needed a lot of attention from me.  When he got sick, cuddle time and giving him lots of attention was the only thing that i knew I could do for him... I'm glad that I was able to do that for him.

What I will miss most of all is your eskimo kisses.

Rest in Peace baby... mommy loves you.  If love could have saved you, you would have lived forever.