9yo Jenny Dog File

Just once.

Spark had loved the fort. He had loved the sound of Jenny’s heartbeat when she fell asleep against his side. He had loved the way she shared her crackers, always breaking off the smallest piece for herself and giving him the biggest. 9yo jenny dog

Spark lifted his heavy head and licked the tears off her cheek. His tongue was soft, gentle, just like it had always been. Just once

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