As you have most likely figured out, Butter is my dog. He is my 2nd Miniature Pinture. Parker my first was lost in a quasi high-profile custody battle with my ex Andrew in 2006. (http://adultfyi.com/read.php?ID=17172 ) I was told to “just get another dog.” In my opinion, you cannot replace a dog any more than you can replace a person.
So a year goes by before I felt ready to get another dog. I didn’t want a puppy so I looked into rescue groups. I looked into other breeds. I looked at dogs for six months. Then, one day I wasn’t looking. I was vacationing at The Capri in The Hamptons where somebody told me they knew someone with Miniature Pincher puppies I didn’t want a puppy but I looked anyway.
It was a large litter with some of the puppies being two-toned brown and the rest being black and brown. He was the one that resembled the one I lost the most. I held him on my lap and he cuddled into my leg. He had the same personality as my other dog. I was sold. I wish they didn’t dock his tail, but it’s cute anyway. I had an earcrop option. I said no. He has the cutest ears, like a pig. And I wasn’t going to breed or show him.
Buzzkill: Butter was paid for with money from a Max Hardcore scene!
I picked him up from LAX about a week later. I took 10 days off work to train him. He was housebroken in 4 days. Crate training was easy. He hardly ever barked. And this is considered a difficult breed. I either did a good job or was very fortunate.
The only names that fit him were these really feminine names. He was nameless for about 2 weeks and I was told by people his name would come to him. I was at the Mondrian Hotel pool with him and a random stranger said his name is either Butter or Carmel. Butter was the less girlish of the two. It was supposed to be a temporary name until I came up with a better name. He responds to Butter so it stuck.
At times like these it feels like he is my only real friend. I’m out-of-town and can’t be with him. I left his presents with me roommate:) He won’t know the difference, but still….