Buddy The Cat

We've had a few requests to see Buddy the Cat. I named him Buddy because I thought he would be one for me. I should have named him Harry because he really isn't much of a Buddy and he has very hairy ears. Buddy is 5 1/2 and spends most of his time outside....therefore most of our friends and neighbors are surprised when they hear we have a cat. He graces us with his presence periodically throughout the day when he comes in for meals but then he promptly wants back out so he can continue his stalking and hunting and yes, killing.

He is very fond of lizards. Has been known to catch an occasional mouse. He loves to lie in wait at the top of our brick wall for a bird to fly into the bushes overhead...then they too are goners. He seems to take great joy in catching most of his prey alive and then playing with them as they try but never succeed to escape. I irritate Buddy because I interfere and rescue whenever I am able. He thinks it's bad enough I had all of his nails ripped out. I frankly do not see how he does it. He informs me that his talents are hiding, jumping and excellent timing on attacking. At any rate - here are some photos of Buddy doing what he does best...looking at Tom with great disdain and hiding in the bushes awaiting his next victim.