I have no home

I'm a stray dog. I’ve only had one home, but it was like one year ago. It was the best year of my life. But my owner died. He got hit by a car. I remember he didn’t come home that day. I looked for him, but I couldn't find him. So, I looked more but got lost. Then I heard that he died. It was his wife. I ran to her and started barking but she didn’t know it was me and got scared. I didn’t know what to do. I tried getting a home, but it wasn’t worth it. Then a girl came running over to me and called me a puppy. I was confused but also happy at the same time. She put me on a leash and brought me home. My name is Spark. The meaning of home is if you have one, be happy. THE END.