It has been some time since I have seen or
heard of Buttons the Cat.
The New Year came and with it new hope for the reunion of two
dear friends. As you know, you never know who you will meet on
the banks of a River.
As I strolled along the banks of the river,
I came upon a Arabic
Rug merchant. Have you seen or heard of the cat called Buttons?
Indeed I have! Do you not know the story? I was shocked. How could
this man know. Let me tell you the story. We all know the story,
but I thought it would be interesting to see what this man had to add.
Many years ago a little girl was born. She was the pride of her parents.
She was dressed in the finest of clothes
and taken many places.
Every Sunday the parents took the Little Girl to the park by the River.
She would sit by the hour and dream.
The Little Girl made many friends.
As the child grew, her love for adventure
Take me to the River Mama. I want ot meet new friends.
The Little Girl dreamed. One day I will travel
down the River.
I will meet many people and have many adventures.
As the Little Girl grew older, she continued
She loved to dress up. Her best friend ,Buttons the Cat,
was never left out. She too loved to dress up. They spent
hours dressing up and dreaming of the future.
The Little Girl always
returned to the river to dream.
How do you know all these things, I asked.
Have you reason to doubt me?
No I said.
The Little Girl has grown up and found
her way to
her dreams. Buttons is still looking for her way.
I have given Buttons 6 things. Two coins,
a nap sack
and cap, wood with which she can make an airplane and
directions to do so.
Buttons will find the Little Girl. You have
seen for yourself,
Buttons is very clever. She can fill her nap sack full of many
This is all I have to say. Now leave me
to the peace and quiet of the River.
As I thought back to all the adventures Buttons
I began to believe that perhaps it was so.
The last time I went to the River, I had
the honor of speaking
to a Hindu Holy man . I asked him if he would please tell me whether
or not Buttons will, indeed, find her Little Girl. He assured me the stars
were aligned and the Gods were pleased with her. Buttons had lived a
good life. She was kind to all she met, whether rich or poor. They will
meet again, he said. And so it was.
And so it is.
The Life of Buttons The Cat.
Remember, if you ever happen to see a Black Cat, treat it
kindly, for it may be Buttons.
Buttons the Cat
The moral to the end of this story is -
"She'll do it her way."
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This page was made for Buttons
April, 13, 2000
because all good tails have an end .
Updated July 7th, 2001