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I may be a little late posting this, but I'm sure my BuMu will understand (once he gets the treats bribe).
BlueMoon, or BuMu for short, is a ginger cat I rescued in 2020. Since that fateful day in December, my life has changed so much. I'm so grateful to have this little angel in my life. Of course he can be a devil too, but I wouldn't have it any other way.
I say I rescued him, but honestly, he rescued me too. When I found him, BuMu was covered in flees and half his whiskers were burnt off. And when he found me, I was feeling the effects of the pandemic, of quarantining, and the pressures of online classes. My mental health was in a state of rapid decline.
When I first saw BuMu on the farm, his eyes were the first thing I noticed. I loved him right from then. But then again, I loved his siblings too. It was when he climbed my shoulder and sat there for the entire day that I knew I had to take him home.
I cried, reasoned with my parents for 4 hours, and skipped lunch, all so that I could take this little munchkin home. It was only when we were leaving that my parents gave in. Probably because I refused to leave his side.
BuMu is my first official pet. I've rescued several cats, feeding them and giving them shelter, but I could never call them mine. They would always leave after a few months. My sister has had 3 pets - 2 dogs and a hamster - and I loved them dearly, but again, I could never call them mine.
BuMu brought light to our house. His antics brighten up even the darkest of days. Although my parents were reluctant at first, they fell in love with him very quickly (who wouldn't?) and they can't imagine life without him. Whenever we come home, he's always there to greet us with a meow. He loves to snuggle with my mom, be carried in my father's arms, and he still hasn't stopped climbing my shoulder.
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