| Britanny |
| Brit She's really gone now, gone to the big place in the sky, I'm still here waiting for my last good bye I wish she were still here, still on this earth How I long to hug her and feel her fur Tell her my problems and give her a kiss If she were still here it would be shear bliss Its been almost three years now, I've survived, I don't know how I could have sworn I would have died. She was so beautiful; she was so kind She always was, quite 'a find' Some people may say 'she was just a dog' But she wasn't, she was loved If only, if only, I have said so many times I could have done something to save that 'find' That friend that everyone loved right away Was like bright beautiful sunshine, a ray She listened to problems, didn't mind being a pillow Her heart was big, a big billow |
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| Roses pass and roses go Roses pass before the snow This rose passed, not in the snow She passed in the summer, where did she go? She left so suddenly, gone in a flash left without warning, made a mad dash I loved her so, Where did she go? Gone before dawn, dawn the next day Again I repeat, sunshine, a ray |
| Britanny Buttercup was born on October 4th, 1985. She was one of the best companions anyone could ever have. She was truly like a sister to me. Brit suffered from hypothyroidism and epilepsy. In June of 2000 we had to put her to sleep. |
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