Introducing Buster (the Cat)

This weekend I adopted a cat. Actually, Allie and I adopted the cat, but it was sort of instigated by me. I woke up on Saturday wanting to go visit the Michigan Humane Society to see if there were any awesome cats needing a home. I have been talking about getting a pet for a long time, and for whatever reason I felt that now was the right moment. I am not sure that I could properly care for a dog. A cat however basically takes care of itself. Plus I grew up with cats.

As soon as we got there, I saw a cat named Elijah sprawled out in his cage. Allie and I spent a little time with him in a meeting room and he turned out to be really friendly and mild tempered with a ton of personality. He was perfect. The only problem was his name. The folks at the Humane Society told us we could adopt him at that moment pending some minor paperwork. We sped back to my apartment to get proof of address, stopped at PETCO for supplies, jetted back over to the Humane Society, and we adopted the 7-year-old cat formerly known as Elijah on the spot!

Introducing Buster the cat ... a.k.a. Buster Douglas...a.k.a Busta Rhymes...a.k.a. B.