My name is BUTTERCUP and I am 15 years old. When I was very tiny I got sick with an infection called salmonella. I was taken to market at only a few days old. I don’t know where my mother went. I didn't want to leave her. I felt as if I was going to die. This loud man wanted to buy me and send me to a place called Holland, which I understand is far away, for me to live in something called a veal crate. I don't know what that is but it didn't sound very appealing and the way I felt at the time I knew that I wouldn't have lasted the journey. I just wanted to go back to my mother. Janet, who looks after us all here, bid against the loud man and bought me. I never saw my mother again but I did come to the Sanctuary and, for me that has been the next best thing. It took weeks for me to get well with Janet’s help and another man, but a quiet and gentle one this time. I enjoy being in the meadows here and seeing the people who come to visit us. I wish my mother could have come here too. Please sponsor me.
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