If you’re lucky enough in your lifetime, you’ll meet one soul that changes you for the better. In my case, that soul was inside a little brown dog named Ruger. His soul was made of more than just stardust. He possessed something much greater inside of him, a kind of love and magic that continues to live well beyond the short years he was given in this life.  When I set out to write Happily Never Afterlife, I didn’t know much about the story and the characters, but I knew it was going to have a dog in it. Before…