Butterman, Milkman, Eggman, Butterman

“This was supposed to be a memorable Thanksgiving, but not in this way !” Since I was born he has been by my side. My dog Butter! In fact I believe my parents wanted him to be me and my sister’s “birth gift” but ever since I first came home from the hospital, my mother told me that he fell in love with me and my sister , he was our protector ! It was Thanksgiving time we were leaving Atlantic city. During Thanksgiving my mom, my grandma, my sister and I were at this beautiful timeshare hotel. They had stores, restaurants, boardwalks, and double rooms there, these were some very fancy stuff that not many people are even able to have the chance to see.So far this Thanksgiving was one of the best.

I remember pulling up to the house that night, it was dark,The night was still and we were just unloading the car. Me and my sister went to go help my mom unload the car. we called our dad to tell him that we have finally made it home. He was able to come with us on vacation because he had work. we called him and told him we had just rolled in, and it was a pretty good trip. We told him all about what we did and what we ate for Thanksgiving. we had asked him what he had done around the house while we were gone. He said you just had a few friends over and they were relaxing for Thanksgiving together that night. so far this has been one of the best thanksgivings I have had. On top of this We were going to see our cousin's the next day which made Thanksgiving weekend better.

my mom asked me and my sister to take this huge box my Grandma had given us before we departed from her. me and my sister grabbed the Box and took it in the house. we began to unload what was inside and put it away. Butter was just roaming around the house excited that we have finally come home. I think he missed us. sooner or later my mother had gone back to the truck to grab the last load out, as we heard this huge moan “ ar gggggg...Ggggggg….gggggggg” it sounded like the saddest thing I've ever heard. it wasn't the first time I have heard a moan like that before. so I didn't think it was a big deal. The moans grew louder and heavier. my sister had made her way into the foyer where the moans were coming from and screamed. At this point my heart was racing. I dropped my phone on the kitchen table and ran to go see what the problem was. I came to find butter on the floor, and it looked like he was having some type of seizure. “AHHH” I tell Qiqi, my sister, to go run outside and get my mom. I have no idea what to do. I began to sweat my Palms felt like puddles. I could not feel my face. Tears rolled down my eyes. I began to hyperventilate. my mother told me to go grab a bucket of water, a towel and the phone. She dialed the veterinarians, my sister looked up on her phone what to do if your dog is having a seizure, and I sat there with him, praying that everything will be alright.

“Mhh,mhh,mhh” I could hear the breaths from under him. He was not gone yet my mom was sitting there acting like he was. so I grabbed the towel in the water and I forwarded my right hand over my left, closed it, flipped him on his side and put my hand on his chest And began to pump. I pump harder and harder and harder. I was doing CPR. the tears rolled down my face “ no no no, you're not going to leave me like this, anything else but this, this is too painful, all you did was fall down the steps” “ I've got this” I kept pumping and crying and pumping and crying. My mom is still on the phone with the vet. my sister's on the phone my dad. I whispered in his ear saying “I love you butterman, milkman, eggman, butterman” This was the little song my dad made up for Butter when we were very little, and i was praying that it would not be the last time of me singing this to him. I called my big cousins who seemed to love butter as much as we do. She came over and drove us to a park so we could talk about what happened. As soon as we got back home my mom, my sister and I went to my father's cousin who works for the Newark humane society. Who helped us take care of Butter. The whole ride home I cried and cried.

Butter meant the world to me, he was there to see my first steps and I was there to see his last breath. I hugged him as He passed away. I was the last person that got to see him before his eyes closed. The worst part about this is that I had to watch his eyes closed because he died in my arms. this just made the paint even worse now all I thought about and still think about is those last moments. I have always been told to think about the good times and think about when he was here he made yours better every time you saw him. yes those things are all true but he was like an older brother to me he was always there for me and my sister and now that he's not nothing feels the same.

From that point on I always thought to myself, for those are the people who have a pet that loves you, and still with you you need to cherish those moments because they could be taken from you with a step. literally. I still think about butter to this day. November 30th the day he died will always and forever be a meaningful day. also the day he was born June 2nd, hopefully I will be able to at least feel connected to him and some type of way on those days and every other day.

I tried not to let Butters' death make me upset for a long time. but the next day in school I couldn't believe that I left the house without saying goodbye to him or him standing at the front door watching me go out. That day in school was very hard for me because things felt different. I know in my heart you were in a better place.

Butter's death made me realize that life is not guaranteed. you lived in the past, you don't know what's coming up in the future, but be grateful you're here in the present because being here today is a gift that not many people have. Anything, feel your soft Fair one more time, give you a big bear hug one more time, tell you that I love you one more time. butter was there for the beginning of my life and now I'll have to move along without him. but there will always be a special place for him in my heart.

Fly high Butter man.

I love you.