It’s my fiftieth birthday and I plan to make a will. There are so many things to be sorted. For one who shall benefit the most when I die? It’s a scary thought and I am in doubt yet again. Do my kids love me for my money? Will they remember me if I don’t leave them enough? My dog comes and snuggles next to me. He knows I am worried and I feel a sense of relief feeling his warm body.
I finally make a decision to leave everything to my dog.
the way it believes