And every single day, sitting politely in the back seat, was Miss Penny.
Golden Retriever.
Eleven years old.
Cream-colored fur around the muzzle now turning white with age.
My mother chose her.
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And every single day, sitting politely in the back seat, was Miss Penny.
Golden Retriever.
Eleven years old.
Cream-colored fur around the muzzle now turning white with age.
My mother chose her.