The End of the Year

The end of the year is near

My greatest loss came this year, my Bubba, dilute wonderful blue cat, died June 9, 2018.

I have nothing else to say about now, I am beyond words.

Bubba was called Bubba because he was my Bubba. It’s just what I call my blue boy kitties. OK there was one other before this bubba. Bleu Sebastian It was automatic to call that one Bubba, then he snuck out an opened door when he was 10 and we never saw him again. 🙁

This Bubba, Blueberry Bear, was a kitten when we got him and his littermate look-alike sister (Nov. 2004.) As time went on Bubba stood apart and was just himself, his sister decided to go outside to live and was happily outside for years.

Bubba was my friend. The one who was there always. Now he’s gone and everything is so sad.