Grumbleeze

Stop searching forever - happiness is just next to you. That was my little "fortune" for the day. I looked up at the garden window... and there was Bubba! He seems to be next to me a lot these days. He follows me everywhere! He guards me - keeping his rival cats away from me. Sixteen and a half pounds of blonde fur, he just found out that size does matter and uses it to terrorize his competition. This wouldn't be so surprising unless you know that prior to last week Bubba always was the gentle giant, living up to his tiny, quiet voice. I want my old Bubba back!