The Dog Stays: And So Does My Revenge

dragged away triggered a

, Leo, had been born two months premature. Ethan was supposed to be t

ctors gave us a strict set of rules. No soft bedding. No plush toys in

eo wasn't breathing. The paramedics couldn't revive him.

mall, plush teddy bear tucked into th

that afternoon. "He was fussing so much," she'd said through crocodile

age wasn't directed at h

in my hand. "You're grieving, I get it, but you can't go around blaming people. It was a tragic

my innocent dog. The loss of Buddy wasn't a new wound. It was the tearing open of an old one, one that had never been a