Dog Knows Best: A Wedding Unraveled

hrough stained-glass windows, painting colore

for over a year, and I was walking down t

old knot formed in my stomach,

is man, Mark Davis, to be your lawfully wedded husban

ord slippe

mile froze. This was because Betsy, my wise, old dog, had refused to c

"She's always been my sign. Her refusing to come he

zy." "Unbelievable." Mark hissed, "You're calling o

going back in there and finishing this ceremon

new I had to act, not just for myself,

ng was off, and I was walking awa