“Choose—your ugly dog or our future.” My girlfriend’s cruel words echoed as I searched frantically for Frankie after she took him to the shelter. The four-month-old Great Pyrenees who had saved me from my darkest days was gone.
When I finally tracked him down, he was with Emma and her daughter Olivia. Seeing how Frankie had helped them heal after their own loss, I couldn’t take him away. Instead, we created a new solution—and in the process, a new family.
Two years later, Frankie trotted down the aisle at our wedding, rings tied to his collar. Sometimes the hardest choices lead to the most beautiful endings.
