Buster liked to spend a lot of time outside, which was not a problem with me since we lived in a cove. Unfortunately, he ended up in a situation like many outdoor animals - he was hit by a car. Luckily, he lived. He knew I would not be up for work for a few more hours and was smart enough to go to the neighbor's front porch b-- he knew the neighbor leaving for work shortly.
My neighbor found him on his front porch and brought him to me. I immediately rushed him to the vet. Buster had surgery to remove one leg, and now he is a very spoiled indoor tripod kitty.
Buster likes to let you know when he's approaching you for lovins with a loud "MROOOOW OOOOW OOOW!!!" I call it his siren. He also uses his siren when you are not feeding him quick enough for his liking. Buster is my little man, and I am thankful every day that he survived the accident."