I am a sucker for yellow labs especially when they are puppies. I got Buttercup when I was a single lady living in a 2 bedroom house in Tonawanda. I had just started dating Steve. Actually he came over the first night I got her and she took to him right away. Buttercup was a handful right from the start. I couldn't even leave her in the car without her chewing cd's or a wire for the ipod. I hired a dog trainer to the tune of $1200 because I was sick of her bad behavior. The dog trainer would come once a week and give me homework. I used the prong collar and walked her everyday. And she did get better. She was still a barker, would still pee and poop in the house, eat shit (literally) she wasn't supposed to and generally be a huge bonehead. But she was sweet! Steve and I have had Buttercup for 7 years. I probably have a million stories of stuff she ate and stuff she did to piss me off. The story of the 2 1/2 pounds of grapes, an entire dish of chocolates, bars of soap, 2 dozen cupcakes with the foil liners or grass, lots and lots of grass. Or my particular favorite 20 chicken wing bones. And yes my husband ate those 20 chicken wings in 1 sitting. That night we were on deathwatch but she made it. I may have accused him of trying to off my dog when I was at work that day. And let's not forget her affinity for a stick of Butter left on the counter while I was baking. I lost track of how many times I had to run to the store. And since we are putting it all out there with this post, Butter also ate human feces. What can I say she's an animal! They belonged to Brady when he was potty training and finished up in the living room instead of on the potty. We potty train without pants in his house. Even the vet has been waiting for her to calm down after he almost gave himself a rabies injection. Buttercup liked to puke on the carpet at 3:30am. Never during the day and never on the tile or hardwood. Steve was her favorite and then all the boys. She loved to steal food from the boys. Can't tell you how many times that ended in tears. But we loved her and her stinky tostito smelling paws.
I still love her but she just caused me so much extra work. She became one extra thing I had to take care of and no one should feel that way about their dog. Giving her a bath 9 months pregnant was never fun. Or taking her to the vet with all these kids. I started keeping her in the heated garage because she would steal the boys food all the time and I got sick of it. So when my dad offered to take her I jumped at the chance. I would know she was in a loving home and getting well taken care of. I would even get to see her on Holidays. It seemed like a good opportunity. My dad has been taking her to the park and to the pet store. He loves that she's happy to see him when he gets home from work. I think someday maybe we will get another dog but probably not for another 10 years. I do miss her especially when I see one of those sad commercials. But not her antics. Hope you guys don't think I'm awful. Hey Cliff and Buttercup are happy.
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