In memory of

Buttercup

Portrait of Buttercup

She was the sweetest girl I knew

Unmistakably them

I remember when she would howl in the middle of the night because she was blind however, I’d have to wake up and give her three gentle strokes on her head and then she immediately stand up twirl around three times and then go back to sleep

A treasured memory

I remember how I couldn’t leave her outside to go pee because otherwise she would just stare at the door so I’d have to physically walk out with her to make sure that she would go poo and pee and argue with her to do it like she was an actual person

Buttercup, photo 2
Buttercup, photo 3
Buttercup, photo 4