Our sweet little Manx, Buttercup left My Petite Maison, yesterday... early morning. Haven't been able to walk outside the gate where she'd greet me each morning after my walk in town.
How do I do this? A post about a loving, small cat that adopted us 11 years ago and left us yesterday morning never complaining about anything.
I'm thankful for the 11 years of mornings and especially all the days she looked after Giles and tag teamed with Zeke not to let the "mean cats" in the neighborhood through our little gate. She never whined for food, she'd just come through the back and stare.
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| Buttercup et Giles |
Her last days she spent sitting next to Zeke in the front room, just keeping warm.
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| Buttercup et Zeke |
I'm thankful she was able to pass away here at home and over the years learned what the good life was, never having to worry about food or if someone would be anything but kind to her.
We will remember the love you gave us unconditionally and pass it on.
We love you Buttercup!
