John Layman's Blog

Bumble Buzz was not the smartest cat, but she was absolutely loyal and single-minded in her devotion to me, sleeping next to my pillow every night for 15 years. To commemorate her sad passing, let's dig into the ol' blog archives and enjoy some of her adventures, misadventures and foibles.

Bumble Buzz gets cat acne

Bumble Buzz gets a cyst on her tail

Bumble Buzz gets her claw clipped

Bumble Buzz scared of ceiling fan

Bumble Buzz vs. Reggie

Bumble Buzz vs. Reggie Round II

Bumble Buzz as a 9/11 plotter?

Sweetest, most loyal kitty ever.

Every freaking picture looked like a postcard, I swear.

The final stop of CHEW tour Italia saw Layman and Rob heading to Treviso for a presentation and Q&A at a packed house at the Spago Paraggi art gallery, moderated and translated by Michele Foschini of BAO Publishing (publishers of CHEW: MENU DEGUSTAZIONE*). In the background, is the gallery's current exhibition, photographs of deceased 80s Italian porn star Moana Pozzi.




And some shots of lovely Treviso:



*Note: For all you CHEW completist weirdos who live in the U.S., we will be offering details for how to order BAO's Italian edition.

Today Bergamo, tomorrow CHEW TOUR ITALIA goes to Treviso.

Milano di Duomo cathedral:

Chew Italia vs. Chew Englesia


The BAO Publishing booth:

Battyfact: You'll notice I sorta fell off at the end here. Not out of laziness (though, when it comes to blogging, I certainly am guilty of that.) No, this got harder and harder to do as I approached the end, because, although this was meant to be a cathartic exercize, getting close to the end of this sorta meant saying goodbye to Batty again, and I didn't really want to do that.

Funny, of all my cats, Batty was always my least favorite. Not that I disliked her by any means, she was just so self-sufficient and strong and confident it did not seem like she needed me, whereas Bumble Buzz, Rufus and Reggie required much more than Batty.

Batty was happy, and loved everybody, and did her own thing, and really seemed to enjoy everything. She loved mischief, and loved to go where she was not supposed to and explore places she had not before. She loved food, loved company, loved other people and animals.

She's been gone for two months now, and the house is empty without her in a way I don't think it would be without the other cats. She was such a dominate force in the house, and she was in many ways the unbridled spirit of our family, if that is not too corny.

She was a really great cat. Sweet and smart and wonderful. I miss you, Batty. We all do.