00:00Hey there, kids! Welcome to Happy Kiddo! Let's begin today's video.
00:05On a windswept hill, a solitary figure stands silhouetted against the stormy sky.
00:13The sound of distant thunder echoing through the air.
00:17Sarah stands beside a freshly dug grave, the raw earth a stark testament to recent loss.
00:23The wind whips relentlessly, tugging at Sarah's hair and clothes as if the elements themselves mourn with her.
00:32In the foreground, Buster, a golden retriever, lies motionless beside the grave, his fur matted with the chilling rain.
00:42The headstone bears a single name, Thomas, a silent marker of a life now past.
00:49Sarah stares blankly at the grave, her face etched with a grief that seems to penetrate her very soul.
00:58In the dimly lit farmhouse kitchen, rain streaks down the grimy window as Sarah kneels beside Buster, who lies listlessly on the worn floor.
01:09She gently runs her hand along Buster's ribs, feeling his thin frame beneath her touch.
01:14Buster whimpers softly, a low, guttural sound accentuating the emptiness of the house.
01:22The grandfather clock chimes in the hall, each strike echoing Sarah's sorrow as she whispers,
01:28He misses you, Thomas.
01:31Her voice cracking with emotion.
01:33In the farmhouse living room, a weak fire struggles in the hearth, its light painting the walls with dancing shadows.
01:42Sarah sits in an armchair, Buster resting his head on her lap.
01:48Her fingers gently stroke his fur, but her gaze is lost in a faded photograph.
01:54Thomas smiles from the mantelpiece, young and healthy, with Buster loyally at his side.
02:01A creaking floorboard from upstairs sends a flicker of hope through Buster, but Sarah murmurs,
02:07It's just the wind, boy, pulling him closer.
02:10Dawn breaks over the farmhouse kitchen as Sarah watches the storm's fury wane,
02:16The first rays of sunlight piercing through the clouds.
02:20Buster stands beside her, his tail wagging weakly, a silent testament to their shared ordeal.
02:27Sarah looks down at Buster, her eyes reflecting a newfound determination forged in the heart of the storm.
02:34We're gonna be okay, Buster, she whispers, her voice filled with resolve.
02:38We've got each other.
