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Buddy, the Airport Cat (1991 - 2008)

I'm Buddy, the certified "Clow Airport Cat". I've been around for over sixteen years keeping an eye on things. Okay, I admit it, I'm pampered! My mother Jolan dotes on me! She's even promised to keep the big mean dogs out of the FBO, because I'm going to do something nasty to them if they bother me again! And you have to understand, she LOVES dogs, though I just can't understand why!

I can also claim to have twin time, and have had an article written about me that was published in GA News!

After a day of flying
around as SuperCat.....

Superman Budster Relaxed Budster

... I need to relax a little!

General Aviation News said...

"The next leg was to Clow International Airport (1C5), near Bolingbrook, Ill. Situated in a populous area, it took GPS navigation and sharp eyes to find it amongst all of the housing and commercial property surrounding it. The approach to runway 36 is right over the tops of two-story homes to a narrow runway. Manager Jolan Harvilchuck introduced us to Buddy, the 12-year-old cat and airport mascot. Buddy has more time flying in single and multi aircraft than most of us can boast. "
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April 16, 2008

Some of you know that I've had troubles with my tail lately. Mom was afraid to take me in for surgery, because I'm not young anymore! Well, it got so bad that she had to risk it this week. The good news is that I'M BACK! I feel so much better! My tail's a little shorter now, though, and they wrapped this gigantic piece of cloth around it!

August 1, 2008

Well, things didn't get better, so they actually had to take the rest of my tail off. Now all the birds in the area call me "stubby"! I just had the surgery a couple of weeks ago, so I'm still kind of lethargic. (Didn't know us cats had such good vocabularies, did you?) I'm going to be seventeen next month.

August 15, 2008

That wound on my tail was cancer.  The cancer got me.  That's why they kept shortening it. Unfortunately, they couldn't get all of it, and it metastasized throughout my body. I'm going to miss sneaking into planes and hanging out with my pilot friends.  But remember, I've gone to a better place.

For all of you....

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow

When an animal dies that has been especially
close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow
Bridge.  There are meadows and hills for all of our
special friends so they can run and play together.  There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and  our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or aimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.  The animals are happy and content, except for  one small thing; they each miss someone very  special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your
special friend finally meet, you cling together in
joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The
happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands
again caress the beloved head, and you look once
more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long
gone from your life but never absent from your

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... 

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