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Sorry the pic’s are crappy, but I’m sure you can still make out his cutness.
Buddy had one-on-one time with me last night before bed. He had fun digging and pushing the blankets around, munching on a carrot and getting cuddles.
I think i am getting too attached, but there’s something about him that has always drawn me to him since i first saw him in the shelter. I did some asking about his background, and got a sad story. Buddy lived with a lady in her appartment free run, not just free run in her’s but he’d also run to the neighbours as well, his favorite spot was in front of the fridge, he was even fatter then! The women was 64 and died of cancer. The man who lived in the next apartment Buddy woudl visit couldn’t care for Buddy so he was given up to us.
At the shelter he wasn’t very interesting, would run away from you mostly, but at my place he’s a little goof, loves to binki during his out of cage time, begs like a little dog for treats and runs around your feet. He also comes to greet me! He’s not affraid of anything/anyone.