He was a huge cat, tipping the scales at 25 pounds. But that didn't keep him from wanting to snuggle on your lap every chance he got.
If you were home sick, he was a constant companion.
The only thing he maybe loved more than a warm lap was laying in the sunshine streaming through the patio door.
He was also quite fond of laying wherever you didn't want him to:
on the bed while you we're tying to make it,
on newspapers, magazines, books, or even your face, especially if you were trying to read.
He also loved snuggling with Diego, another of our cats, who I fear is really going to miss Buddy a lot.
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