
Just After the Rescue Dog Returned, My 8-Year-Old Son Disappeared Overnight
“She needs us,” he said, his face as determined as his mother’s. “She looks sad, Dad. We can make her happy.” When we brought Daisy home, my wife’s face reflected discomfort. “She’s a bit rougher than I imagined,” she muttered, though Andy immediately bonded with the dog. As he walked her around the house, her…