They call me Buster. I was found limping down the highway on Thanksgiving Day of 2004. Originally the humans at The Cat Ranch were going to find me a new home immediately, but there were kittens living there at the time and I was the best big brother ever, so I got to stay at their house for a while. I have gray and white short hair. I am neutered and I have tested negative for feline HIV and leukemia.
The people here keep calling me a big baby. I like to be cradled in your arms and held like a baby. If you want to carry me everywhere, that is fine with me. I don’t have to walk. I have been going outside to the cat corral lately and enjoy the great outdoors, but it does not bother me to just lounge around the house all day either. I would be very happy to lounge with you forever and ever.