Happy “Buddy Boo Dae” to the big cat.
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Fun fact: Buddy Boo and Dae are childhood names of mine.
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My dad gave me buddy and folks agreed because wherever I went, I made the perfect buddy (this still rings fairly true).
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My moms’ was boo; a double entendre of sorts. One because my natural state is that of introversion/silence and intrigue (often art and graphic media). The second being her lil boo. This was more common among the women.
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My great grandmother Charity aka Honey used to call me Day/Dae because it was easy enough. She was a light and she’d instilled her light in me
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