She woke up in a beautiful field, a beautiful cobalt sky, flowers of all sorts of colors. Roses, forget-me-nots, daisies galore.
A small, brown dog jumped into her arms, "Pepper?" She looked at her dog, "No, It cant be, Pepper died a long time ago," She looked at Pepper in misbelief before she realized the truth.
She sat back down and stared at the sky, hoping the best for her lover. She then looked over to the flowers and picked a few to make a flower crown.
Dakota would love these flowers she thought to herself. She placed the flower crown on top of her head, petting Pepper's soft fur as she sat in her lap.
She knew that Dakota felt terrible about this.
