Neha and Bosco were like two peas in a pod. Every day, they would spend hours running around the house, playing with each other. They were inseparable. She was the only child of her parents and Bosco, her adorable little golden retriever puppy, was the best friend she could ever ask for.
A few years passed by. Neha was 11 now. And Bosco was old. She knew that her furry friend was sick and doesn’t have much time left. But she wasn’t ready to say goodbye yet. How could she? The cuddles, long walks, ball games, hiding Bosco’s mischiefs from her family—all these precious memories had made Neha’s childhood truly special.
Bosco’s death hit Neha really hard. What’s more, her family had moved to a new city where everyone was a stranger. She felt alone more than ever. The only thing she had were the memories of Bosco—his thick bark, drool, innocent eyes, and tantrums, which she remembered vividly.
Children at her school were… well, like typical children at her age. Sometimes, mean, other times, hurtful. Neha had a hard time making any friends. This little girl yearned for friendship that could fill the void Bosco’s death had left in her life.
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