Mrs. Butternickers was sired by Satan himself, on his forge of tears and pain. She is no fun, not spunky and weighs 2 lbs. We think she is 6,258 years old.
We took her in when the police found the remains of her owner. She is not amazingly cuddly and sweet. She is not good with other pets or children, wont walk on a leash and has been known to eat dogs as a snack.
Mrs. Butterknickers loves playing fetch with human femurs and should not be approached without body armor and a crotch guard. She refuses to be neutered or vaccinated and she ate the vintage loveseat in our waiting room.
If you are interested in fostering or adopting Mrs. Butterknickers, I suggest you seek immediate psychiatric attention.
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