It's been a rough few months without him... I wasn't going to make this post, but I just feel the need to share Buttercup with the world. They say it gets easier with time, but I still think about him. The memories of his quirky personality and his warm, loving soul bring me to tears. He wasn't just a cat, he was a member of the family. We got him when he was just a kitten. The shelter thought he was a girl so they named him Buttercup. Come to find out at his first visit to the vet he was a boy! We kept the name because we loved it so much. Everyone ended up just calling him Butters most of the time. 

He was 15 years old when he passed. His arthritus got pretty bad in his final year or so. He must have been in a lot of pain... We finally had to put him down at the recommendation of our vet. He was very ill aside from the arthritis and overall very lethargic those final days. It was heart-wrenching to watch. The decision was so hard for me and I still think about him all the time. 

Does it get easier? I thought I'd be over it by now... Some of my friends have suggested I get a new cat, but I just can't do it. How can you just replace your best friend like that? Maybe I will feel different in time. I'm not sure. 

Thank you for taking the time to read this post and look at Butters in his good moments. I will always remember him. 

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