A Rescue Dog Came Home with Us — The Next Night, My 8-Year-Old Son Disappeared

Last weekend, I thought I lost my son.

A man hugging his son

It all started with a dog. My son,

Andy, had been begging for one for months.

Every day, same request:

“Dad, can we please, please get a dog?”

He was relentless, and I was getting close to caving in.

But he also had to convince Kelly, my wife

Finally, after a lot of talking, my wife agreed.

She looked me dead in the eye and said,

“Fine, but only if it’s small and presentable.

We’re not getting some big, sloppy mutt.”

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