To Bucko Brown, baddest kittie in our home. Bucko passed away after 4 months of battling cancer when he was 8 years old. I took him to the vet because he was drooling to much. Thats when we found out it was cancer. He was one of the coolest cat around. He loved when people came over to the house, he had to introduce him self by laying in front of them and showing off his belly and when they would pet him he would "attack" them.
Bucko loved yogert, whenever I had it I had to give him the lid with a spoonfull of it. Or he would try to knock the yogert out of my hand. He also liked to go into the nieghbor sheep pasture and chase the sheep. He aslo like to take a bath with me. When I would get comfortable he would curl up on my chest.
A very special thank you to Bill for sponcering Bucko's page.
Bucko loved yogert, whenever I had it I had to give him the lid with a spoonfull of it. Or he would try to knock the yogert out of my hand. He also liked to go into the nieghbor sheep pasture and chase the sheep. He aslo like to take a bath with me. When I would get comfortable he would curl up on my chest.
A very special thank you to Bill for sponcering Bucko's page.
To Bucko Brown, baddest kittie in our home. Bucko passed away after 4 months of battling cancer when he was 8 years old. I took him to the vet because he was drooling to much. Thats when we found out it was cancer. He was one of the coolest cat around. He loved when people came over to the house, he had to introduce him self by laying in front of them and showing off his belly and when they would pet him he would "attack" them.
Bucko loved yogert, whenever I had it I had to give him the lid with a spoonfull of it. Or he would try to knock the yogert out of my hand. He also liked to go into the nieghbor sheep pasture and chase the sheep. He aslo like to take a bath with me. When I would get comfortable he would curl up on my chest.
A very special thank you to Bill for sponcering Bucko's page.
Bucko loved yogert, whenever I had it I had to give him the lid with a spoonfull of it. Or he would try to knock the yogert out of my hand. He also liked to go into the nieghbor sheep pasture and chase the sheep. He aslo like to take a bath with me. When I would get comfortable he would curl up on my chest.
A very special thank you to Bill for sponcering Bucko's page.
