My Sister Threw Our Grandpa a Birthday Party but Demanded That He Pay for It When the Bill Came — Karma Retaliated

Frankie was my anchor, giving me unconditional love and loyalty that filled the void left by my parents. I even set up cameras to ensure he was cared for while I was at work. He loved snacks and belly rubs, becoming the most significant “person” in my life.

When my girlfriend, Leslie, and I discussed moving in together, she shockingly said Frankie couldn’t come. “No matter what, my dog is coming with me because he saved me,” I insisted. After a fierce argument, she left. Days later, I found Frankie gone. Leslie admitted she took him to a shelter, saying, “You’ll have to choose between me or your dog!”

I chose Frankie. Finding him adopted by a woman named Emma and her daughter Olivia, who had also found solace in him, we shared custody. Our bond grew, and eventually, Emma and I married, with Frankie as our ring bearer. Together, we found love, healing, and a new family.