#tulee

Revamped some old fakemon of mine!

Budee, the Budding Royalty Pokemon. A Grass-type that can evolve into one of four evolutions depending on which Pokemon it trains with in a double battle.

It can evolve into:

Luckee, the Energetic Ruler Pokemon, Grass/Fighting, evolves when trained with Sunflora

Lilee, the Pristine Ruler Pokemon, Grass/Psychic, evolves when trained with Liligant

Rosee, the Prim Ruler Pokemon, Grass/Dark, evolves when trained with Roserade

Get a dog.

That’s right. A dog. Man’s best friend- and called that for a good reason. Seems like a really simple thing for your bucket list, right?

The thing is, I’ve had dogs in my life. For a long time, actually.

When I was about 4 years old, my father brought home a black lab puppy.

I named him Buddy.

When Buddy first came home, I remember taking him out to play. Our backyard was perfect for a dog- spacious, with a forest behind the house, and on a road that wasn’t very busy. I remember being able to run so much faster than him when he was a puppy. Then, as he got older, he got faster and faster. He teased me about it, too- he knew he could outrun me, so he’d bound past me- even in the snow- and sometimes push me over. I was little, and I hated it when he barrelled by me. But he was always my friend, and I always forgave him. He was still a turd, though.

I grew up with him- he was my best friend.

When I was just 7 years old, I moved into my grandmother’s house. I didn’t see Buddy for a long time. Regrettably, I believe my young, busy self forgot about him sometimes. I definitely missed him- I missed having a dog. My grandmother only had a cat, who I was sure absolutely hated me.

One day- a few years after I moved away- my father called me, and said that Buddy- my dog, my best friend- had run away.

I used to be so strung up in thought, that maybe he missed me. I used to theorize that maybe, Buddy ran away to look for his best friend.

Highly unlikely- and mainly, just a little girl’s faith in her dog.

Since this happened, my father got a new dog- the one in the photo above. She’s a rescue from Manitoulin Island, named Tulee. Fitting, right?

Anyways, for some reason, this part of my bucket list seems a bit difficult to accomplish. When I live on my own, I plan on owning a dog- but will it fit in with my life, at that point? Will I have the time and energy to care for a companion, properly, and keep them happy?

So many people consider a dog to be the highlight of their life. Of course, that’s who Buddy was to me, when I was little. The majority of my childhood memories revolve around him.