I just lost my little Buddy. His name was, literally, Buddy. He was only six years old. While Buddy was alive, I befriended a neighbor's kitty who was always eating at our house. Finally, we took him to the vet due to an injury and they scanned him and the neighbor who owned him came to the vet and said we could have him, that they had inherited him with their house and he really didn't like it there. Buddy and Oh were best buddies. They went everywhere together, except for the day Buddy died. Oh stayed in. Buddy went where he got caught by some dogs. Very sad.