Jean's Blogging Journey is about her experiences as a blogger. She shares what she learns and gives tips for kids who want to blog too.

I am also a cat person because I have a black-and-white cat named Buster. We took care of him when I was a young adult. Jean was 17 – 18, but Buster, the cat, had grown up many years ago. My cat Buster tries to bond with me. I like to feed him dry food and wet food. Also, I give him fresh water to drink.

Below is my cat Buster growing up

We have a fantastic cat named Buster. Our family adopted him from the Animal Humane Society, and his veterinarian confirms that he is in perfect health, which I wholeheartedly agree with.

A sneaky cat named Buster enjoys his dry and wet meals in the comfort of his room.

“Sometimes Buster sleeps in Mom’s bedroom. “He has perfected the art of taking refreshing catnaps.”

You were unaware of my cat. Buster is in the box, lying down.

“Buster has found the perfect spot on Mom’s chair at home.”

Buster can play with the computer mouse in Mom’s home office. There is a box in my mom’s at the home office. Buster was in the box to relax.