My cousin called to inform me about a kennel-raised puppy that was being used as a bait dog. We were without a doubt sent to help this small critter! The night we got him, he rushed into my arms, as if to say, «There you are!» I was keeping an eye out for you!
Our daughter demonstrated to her brother how to easily tap into our hearts. The dog became my protector, comforter, and joy, just as our kid did for my husband. My spouse joked that we would have had the same heart and attitude if we were human twins.
As she breathed her dying breath, the dog was by her side, and we lost our daughter. My spouse died suddenly after 18 years of marriage, and my entire life came crumbling down around me.
I wasn’t sure what I’d do if he wasn’t there. The dog and his feline siblings have always been at my side, providing comfort, support, and unconditional love; they are the reason I get out of bed and keep going every day. The dog has reached the age of eight.
His vision is blurry, and the margins of his face are a little grayer. He still enjoys watching the world go by with his feline siblings.
