Baby, Puff, Bableliscious, Tunnel Fuzz

As a tiny kitten, Baby was the runt. When he was no bigger than a Twinkie, he ended up getting himself stuck underneath the porch and in between two 2 x 4'x face first. I had to crawl on my belly to reach him and coax him out by calling his name and reassuring him I was there.  That was the beginning of his "hole" experience in life.

Baby, from that day forward, loved small spaces, holes, tunnels, being underneath the covers and so on. When I held him he loved to be rolled into a ball and squished in my arms.  He'd bury his head in the crook of my arm and go right to sleep.  He'd crawl underneath the covers and lay between your legs or under your knees.  Anything that presented as a small space and he was there.

He was also a head banger.  Not in the rock-and-roll sense, but by bouncing his head off the wall when you would call and pet him and he was excited to see you and get some attention.  He would twist in a circle, bounce his face off the edge of the door or door frame and come back for more loving.  Then, when you called his name, he would "puff" up and look like a living cotton ball and turn in circles waiting for attention.

Baby, also answering to names like Bableliscious, Puff, Baby, Tunnel Fuzz and others, ended up puffing even bigger several months ago due to medical reasons. The vet said he was retaining fluid.  It was only a matter of time before it would affect him to the point where his quality of life would not be pleasant.  Eventually, he moved very little and became nothing more than a bubble of misery. On April 2, 2019 we had to take him to the vet and have him put down.  He is now buried alongside Flower, Schnei, and Sassy.  He was a good cat, a puff, a baby, a family friend.