Beau? He stayed curled up beside Zoey all night. Like a silent guardian who’d never needed praise — just purpose.
The next morning, we took him to the vet, got him a full check-up, a new bed, and his favorite treats. Then I sat down next to him, stroked his ears, and whispered,
“I’m so sorry I doubted you.”
He gave one of those content little huffs and rested his head on my knee.
We almost gave up on him.
But he never gave up on us.
