9yo Jenny Dog Official

“For letting me say goodbye,” Jenny whispered. “Yesterday, I told him everything I needed to say. And he listened. He always listened.”

They buried Spark under the old oak tree where he used to wait for Jenny’s school bus. Jenny planted yellow flowers—his favorite spot to nap in the sun had been by the yellow ones. 9yo jenny dog

Just once.

“Do you remember when I learned to walk?” Jenny asked. “Mom says I used to hold on to your fur and you’d just stand there, so still, like a fuzzy statue.” “For letting me say goodbye,” Jenny whispered