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We brought him home on October 27, when he was just a couple of days over nine weeks. We thought it would be a lot to take: he'd never been away from his litter-mates, or his yard, and his first car ride was all the way from Sebastopol to Santa Cruz, then he had to sleep in a crate, eat funny food, figure out new toys - life should have been challenging for Buzz, but I don't think he noticed. He was born a citizen of the world.