Some dogs come into your life and there's never another. Not before. Not after. You don't have a "pack." You have her. The one specific dog who picked your side of the bed. Whose paw shows up in 90% of the photos on your phone. Who knows the sound of your car from three blocks away. Everyone keeps telling you the bracelet is for people with 4, or 6, or 8 pets. It works better with one. One paw. Her name. Hand-engraved exactly the way you spell it. Worn on your wrist every day β because she's not a collection. She's the dog.