Chapter 529: Chapter 529: Spending All of Grandma’s Pension

Renee Jennings also offered a faint smile. "Grandma Joy, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Young lady, I heard you’re very skilled—that you can communicate with animals." A glimmer of hope appeared in Grandma Joy’s cloudy eyes. "I’d like you to ask my little dog at home if he has any unfulfilled wishes."

"Of course, Grandma," Renee Jennings said. "Please, show me your dog."

Grandma Joy flipped her camera, showing the small dog in a pen.

It looked like a Poodle, but it had almost no fur left.

It lay curled up in the pen, its eyes closed, looking extremely weak.

[The dog doesn’t look well at all.]

[Oh my god, did all its fur fall out, or was it shaved?]

Renee Jennings frowned slightly and asked softly, "Grandma, is he sick?"

"Yes, he’s sick." Grandma Joy’s voice was heavy. "It’s probably because he’s gotten old."

"What’s his name? And how old is he?"

"His name is Fifi, and he’s already sixteen."

[That’s a senior dog.]

[My dog is 15 and in about the same condition. He was fine last year, but this year he suddenly aged drastically and lost all his fur.]

[Sigh, my Bichon got dementia at 14.]

[Honestly, caring for a senior dog is so hard. I can’t get a full night’s sleep anymore.]

Renee Jennings nodded, then asked, "Can he still hear us talking?"

"He can, but his eyes can’t see anymore." Grandma Joy said wistfully. "He can’t see where I am, but as soon as I make a sound, he can find me."

"Does he still recognize you?"

"I think he does."

"Okay." Renee Jennings tried calling his name. "Fifi, hi there. Can I chat with you for a bit? Fifi?"

The little dog in the pen stirred, slowly opening its eyes, but its gaze was unfocused.

"Fifi, I’m Renee Jennings."

Fifi tried to respond. "Woof? Do you know me?"

His bark was low and weak, as if he barely had the strength to speak.

"Yes, I do. Your owner just introduced you," Renee Jennings said softly. "Do you know who your owner is?"

"Woof... Grandma."

"You’re a good boy, Fifi. Grandma wants to know if you have any wishes. Can you tell me?"

"Woof? A wish?" Fifi seemed confused. "I don’t know. What’s a wish?"

"It’s... the one thing you want to happen more than anything else."

"Woof..." Fifi thought about it carefully. "I have one!"

Renee Jennings smiled, her lips pressed together. "What is it? Can you tell me?"

"Woof woof! Of course!" Fifi was clearly more energetic now, his barks growing stronger. "The one thing I want more than anything is for Grandma to be healthy and strong, and for someone to take care of her!"

’I used to be the one who took care of Grandma. Now that I’m sick, she has to take care of me.’

’But Grandma’s old, too. She needs someone to take care of her.’

"Is there no one taking care of Grandma now?" Renee asked.

Fifi shook his head. "Woof! No. Grandma’s children don’t want to take care of her."

Renee Jennings’s brow furrowed. "Why not?" she asked, a hint of suspicion in her voice.

Fifi said, "Woof! They say Grandma has no money."

"Okay, I understand." A serious note entered Renee Jennings’s voice. "Grandma Joy, Fifi’s wish is for you to be healthy and for someone to take care of you."

Hearing this, a gentle smile appeared on Grandma Joy’s weathered face. "Silly Fifi. I wanted to help him fulfill his wish, but he’s worrying about me instead."

[This is what you call a two-way street between a pet and its owner.]

[I can’t imagine how sad Grandma Joy will be when Fifi’s gone.]

Grandma Joy chuckled and said to Renee Jennings, "Young lady, could you ask Fifi for me again? Ask if there’s anything he wants to do, or eat, or if there’s anything he wants to say to me."

In fact, Fifi could hear her words without Renee having to ask.

The little guy lay quietly in his pen again, whining softly. "There used to be so many things I wanted to do with Grandma, but now... now I’m just a blind little guy..."

’I can’t see anything, I can’t do anything, and nothing tastes good anymore.’

So he said, "Woof... I don’t have anything I want to do or eat anymore."

Watching the weak old dog on the split screen, Renee’s heart felt heavy. She pressed her lips together before asking, "Okay. Then is there anything you’d like to say to Grandma?"

"Woof... There are so, so many things I want to tell Grandma." Fifi propped himself up again, his unfocused eyes staring straight ahead. "You can understand me. Please, help me tell Grandma."

Renee Jennings said softly, "Of course. Fifi, take your time."

"Woof woof... I’ve heard other humans say you shouldn’t eat leftovers because you can get sick. Can you tell Grandma not to eat leftovers anymore? I don’t want Grandma to get sick."

"Okay." As Renee agreed, she relayed Fifi’s words to Grandma Joy.

"Woof woof... Tell Grandma that after I’m gone, she should get another dog. That way, if anyone bullies her, the dog can protect her."

"Woof... No, no, she can’t get a dog. It’s too expensive. It’ll use up all of Grandma’s pension money."

"Woof... Before, Grandma’s children yelled at her, asking why she wastes money on ’strays’ like me. Wouldn’t it be better to save that money for their own kids?"

"Woof! Grandma’s pension has to support her grandchildren and pets... it’s not enough. Grandma won’t have any money left for herself."

Renee Jennings listened, stunned. She was amazed that the dog knew so much.

As if he’d thought of something, Fifi started whimpering again. "I know now! My wish is for Grandma to spend all her pension money on herself! Grandma has to live to be a hundred!"

Renee Jennings softly repeated his words. "Grandma, Fifi wants you to live to be a hundred."

"Silly Fifi," Grandma Joy laughed. "If Fifi can stay with me until I’m a hundred, then I’ll live to be a hundred."

Fifi immediately barked with excitement. "Woof! Fifi can’t live to a hundred, but Grandma definitely can!"

’He had a feeling. He didn’t have much longer to live.’

’Right now, he was just blind. Soon, maybe he’d be deaf, too.’

’The longer he lived, the more of a burden he would be to Grandma.’

Grandma Joy spoke again. "Young lady, could you ask Fifi for me why he suddenly ran off last time? I looked for him for so long before I found him."

Before Renee could even ask, Fifi answered on his own. "Woof woof! I could feel it... it was my time to go. But I didn’t want to make Grandma sad!"

’He wanted to find a quiet place to die alone, so Grandma wouldn’t have to be sad about his passing.’

Fifi said sorrowfully, "Woof woof... But I was worried that if I wasn’t by her side, Grandma wouldn’t eat properly. I didn’t dare go too far, and in the end, she found me again."

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