Banjo had three families and we were his last. When he passed away, Amy and I knew his amazing spirit had to live on in some form. That’s why I created the book Banjo’s Dream. Today, as Mistletoe Marketplace was winding down, a little boy came walking by our booth. He pointed up at the book and yelled, “BANJO!!!!!” He yelled it over and over. His mother said he loved the book and read it every night.
Banjo’s never belonged to just us. And he will never truly die. I’m proud that his spirit lives on in the heart of that little boy and so many other children.
Good dog.