Beloved cat Buu; adopted on September 4th, 2019. Passed away on April 22nd, 2025 in the house-fire. Buu was my best friend, my baby. All the times I never had anyone I had Buu. All the times my mental health took the best of me, Buu was always there to change my mind, or to save me. If there was medals for cats I would say he deserves one. He tragically departed from me on April 22nd. Buu was the most special and unique cat ever. He would go against his harsh odds every day. He started his journey stuck in a hoarding situation, later coming to us in 2019. He had a permanent respiratory disease, and also later developed kidney disease. Despite his harsh odds, everyday Buu would bring a smile to my face. Buu knew I needed him long before I knew I needed someone. Buu was there for me every waking day. He would be at the door waiting for me everyday when I’d get home from school. And in this terrible tragedy I will never get to see his loving face making my day ever again. Please sleep well Buu, especially now that you don’t have to deal with constant congestion anymore. I’ll never forget you, Buu. My little Buu Bear.
I’m so sorry, Rosy. I know how much Buu meant to you. He’s in a better place now and no more pain or problems. I know you miss him, but he will always be with you in your heart and your memories. This is a beautiful memorial for him. I know he loved it. 💔😻
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I’m so sorry, Rosy. I know how much Buu meant to you. He’s in a better place now and no more pain or problems. I know you miss him, but he will always be with you in your heart and your memories. This is a beautiful memorial for him. I know he loved it. 💔😻
Buu was one of a kind. I will never forget him. He would bite and claw at me when I was trying to do yoga. What I would give to have him do it everyday. Buu was loved by many, we will never forget him. Rest in peace Buu, Al and Biscuit. You all will be missed dearly
Buu was a good kitty. I remember all the funny little things he would do. I had a habit of giving him so many silly little nicknames. I remember the times we’d try to get him to run to each of us to see who he loved more. I remember the good and the bad with him, and I hate that I’ll never get to experience any of it again. I’ll miss you, Buu. Thank you for being my friend. I’m sorry you had to go like this.