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| My sweet and shiny Button being snuck up upon by her sister Lily |
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| Always interested in the latest goings on, was wee Button. Despite her diminutive size, and her shaky start in life she had personality for ten mice, and an insatiable curiosity that lead her to stick her little snoot into some surprising places. Ears were a favourite. (That muck in the bowl is grapes and oatmeal, which I remember was all over the glass of the tank in the shape of teeny hand prints, all over the toys, and all over Button.) |
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| Because she was a runt, and didn't get the nutrients she needed at the get-go, Button grew crooked. Her jaw was misaligned, requiring lifelong tooth trims. |
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