Taylor: Hey, that's angel Buddy. It's so nice to see him but what was he doing in prison?
Rusty: He wasn't in prison. He was trying to lay claim to our cat tree after Jan put it together. (CSN Cat Tree) I'm surprised he didn't climb it. Of course, he would have if there had been food at the top.
Taylor: Buddy must have been a lot of fun when he was young. I didn't meet him until he was old.
Rusty: He kept us laughing and Jan busy.
Taylor: What was he like?
Rusty: He was always into something. Or on top of something. Outside he was all hound, but in the house he thought he was just one of us cats.
Taylor: I wish I could have known him back then.
Rusty: You can. Sort of.
Taylor: But he's gone.
Rusty: Not in memory. Marcus is a different version of the younger Buddy. Buddy's bark was loud, although he sounded more like a seal than a hound. And he howled! At sirens. At the television. At the answering machine and even at a ringing telephone.
Taylor: You mean Marcus isn't the noisiest dog you've ever met?
Rusty: No, not the noisiest, but his high screeching is definitely the most annoying.
Taylor: Do you think Marcus, like Buddy, will get quieter with age?
Rusty: Oh, I hope so! My ears certainly hope so!
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