She knows it's about her, but she doesn't care. Several of the neighborhood children are there and they snicker to each other. Mindy walks down the sidewalk to the bus stop. Mindy bends down to rub his head, telling him to be good while she is at school. She sees Buttons rise to his feet from his doghouse and trot to her, tail wagging excitedly. He was her best friend, her guardian, her comfort in a broken home. His muzzle has greyed in age, and he isn't as quick on his feet as he used to be, but his spirit is as strong as ever. But when she looks at Buttons laying at the foot of her bed, his back leg twitching happily in his sleep, she knows why.
She wondered often why she hadn't been afraid at that age. Mindy remembered many of those adventures.
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