|Birth: ||Jan., 1997|
|Death: ||Jul. 8, 2011|
Shortly after I had my first son I was home all the time alone with him with no one to talk too. I decided I wanted a companion so I asked Vince to take me to the Humane Society so I could please look around. It was around closing time and they told me they didn't have many animals at the moment as most of the dogs were already adopted out. The guy said but you know we do have one of the puppies from the litter that everyone else picked over because she was the runt. He took me to see her and I said of course I want her. She had the biggest brown eyes that just stood out to me and connected with my eyes. I knew she was going to be my dog. Since it was closing time the man said I could put a hold on her so I did and we went home. Vince complained that it was a ugly dog and we should wait to see what else they get. I of course did not like that idea I already had my mind made up that I was going to get her. The following day I called and told my mother about her and asked her would she please take me up to the humane society so she could see the dog I had picked out. My mother was sorta of the same opinion that Vince had... she said she isn't a pretty dog. I of course did not care what they said but I told the people I still wanted her and when Vince got off from work I'd come back to get her but they informed me they were going to be closed when that happened so I was stuck waiting til the weekend to go up on a Saturday to get her. When that day rolled around I was there first thing in the morning to pick up my new best friend and take her home. I had already bought her all this stuff so she'd feel right at home as soon as she got to the house. Of course with her being a puppy we had our puppy pains with house training her and getting her not to chew up things. Since my first was young he'd have a lot of small plastic toys that's get chewed up. As he grew and would hit the dog or throw things at her more stuff got chewed. Finally the puppy pains passed and we got her house trained and where she wasn't chewing things up. She turned out to be one of the best dogs with children. Both of my sister had kids that they'd bring over for me to keep and Buttons was excellent with them. I later on had another child again she was perfect with the baby. She was a very meek docile dog that was always under my feet. Her favourite place to be was next to me weather it be at my computer desk at my feet or when I was in the bed she'd be laying right next to the bed. She was always right there with me. So faith so loving to me. I used to talk to her all the time when Vince was at work and she'd just lay there I always figured she knew what I was telling her and she wasn't ever going to tell anyone else my secrets. We really grew and bonded together. I got where I took her to my sisters in North Carolina. I took her to Canada when I'd go and stay for extended periods of time. She went any where important that I went. She was always so happy to go and would get so excited when she saw you go for her leash. The only downside about her is she never fully learned to quit pulling on the leash and she loved to use the potty in every ones yard she encountered. But that was okay she was a good dog. Well, since I'd gotten her 13 1/2 years has passed by and her health started failing. I knew was it failing but I kept telling myself she'd get better but she didn't. My family and vet had recommended that I put her down but I didn't have the heart to do it. I just couldn't. I kept her at home and it got where I had to give her baths everyday and it was getting so hard for her to get up and down. She'd gone blind and gotten where it seemed like she couldn't hear. Other issues started happening that really seemed like it was causing her to be in pain. My answer to all this was she was where she wanted to be right with me... Vince made the choice to have her put down because I couldn't bring myself to do it. Since it's happened I've hurt and grieved so much. Not to mention I've been so angry at Vince for this. I feel like we did her so wrong she'd been such a good dog she didn't deserve that. My sister tried to talk to me and tell me it was what was for the best. But I guess I'm not fully over the shock and not being ready. Because of how emotional I am over all this. Hopefully over time this gets easier and I come to terms with this was what was best for my Butt Butt but I feel so guilty. Aside from me my 3 children truly miss her as well as our other dog Sylvie and 2 cats.
Created by: ahley
Record added: Jul 08, 2011
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