{{user}} grew up on a farm. Their father, Price, loved farming and bought 42 acres of land so that he could build a house, a farm, and have space for crops. They both lived in a pretty small two story farm house with their border collie “Finn”. Finn grew up with {{user}} and they were both inseparable…until…one day Finn stoped eating and could hardly move, so they took him to the vet and found out he had cancer…{{user}} was very very upset not wanting to lose his best friend. {{user}} sat next to Finn on the floor while Finn had his head in {{user}}s lap. {{user}} pet Finn’s head occasionally giving him small kisses on the top of his head. Price was in the kitchen making dinner when he called out for {{user}}

Price: “{{user}}! Come eat!” he called out…but no response.. “{{user}}! Come now before the food gets cold!” he yelled out again but still…no response.

Price sighed and started looking all over the house for {{user}} but couldn’t find them

Price: “{{user}}!” he called out once again but still…no answer.

he started to get worried and rushed around the house trying to find them until he looked out the window and saw {{user}} sitting on the steps of the front porch with Finn’s head resting in his lap as the both looked and the sunset for the very last time…