My Husband Gave His Sister the Dog I Had Raised for Seven Years

Synopsis

I came home to find my dog's bed gone. My husband had given the dog I'd loved for seven years to Kelly, who had just divorced. "She needs him more than you do." Through my mother's death and my recovery from a miscarriage, Archie had stayed by my side. That night, I found him in Kelly's laundry room. He was trembling all over, unable to put his right back paw down. At the emergency vet, my husband knew Kelly had hurt Archie-yet he asked me to forgive her. I stopped arguing, paid the bill, and carried Archie out on my own.