The Shelter Dog Who Gave Away His Blanket and Changed Everything

I sat on the floor next to him again.

“Hey,” I whispered. “Do you miss him?”

Barnaby didn’t answer, obviously.

But he did something.

He turned his head slightly… and rested it on my knee.

Not in a dramatic, movie-moment way.

In a tired, old-dog way.

Like he was saying, I miss everything I ever loved. And I’m still here.

I stared at the dark ceiling, feeling continue reading …