Amy Haden had a surprise one morning when her daughter alerted her to a dog on their back porch. Initially, Amy didn’t think much of it, assuming it was one of their family’s dogs. However, she soon realized it was a new visitor, comfortably settled on their patio furniture.
“It’s like he had taken up residence,” Amy recalled, noting how the dog had made himself at home on the cushions and showed no signs of leaving.
Despite the dog’s contentment in their company, Amy knew he needed assistance. She took on the responsibility of caring for him and embarked on a mission to reunite him with his family, reaching out to the community and using social media platforms.
Despite efforts to locate his previous owners, including checking for a microchip, the dog remained unclaimed. Amy affectionately named him Walker, with input from TikTok users, and her family continued to provide him with care.
As time passed, it became evident that Amy’s household wasn’t the permanent solution for Walker. Compatibility issues arose with her existing dogs, prompting Amy to seek a forever home better suited for Walker’s needs.
Fortunately, Amy’s persistence paid off when she found an ideal match for Walker—an elderly lady who had been longing for a furry companion.
“She was super sweet,” Amy shared, expressing gratitude that their paths crossed. “She told us that she had been praying for a dog like him and that we were the answer to her prayers.”
I Fainted during a Family Gathering Because My Husband Won’t Help with Our Newborn to Let Me Sleep
My husband and I were meant to be a team when we welcomed our first child, but he turned on me. Recently, I experienced one of the most embarrassing and eye-opening moments of my life. Let me backtrack a bit. My husband, Jake, 29, and I welcomed our beautiful daughter, Tilly, three weeks ago.
Whenever I ask Tilly’s father for help, he says, “Let me relax; my paternity leave is so short.” I’ve struggled alone with sleepless nights, and things went too far last Saturday during a family gathering. As the party progressed, Jake was busy telling everyone, “I needed this paternity leave because I couldn’t imagine how much more exhausted I would have been working AND taking care of the baby.”
Exhausted, I fainted right there in the middle of the party. I awoke to concerned family members and Jake’s frown. He later exploded at home, annoyed that I embarrassed him, accusing me of making him “look bad!”
Just as I was about to leave for my mom’s place, my in-laws arrived with a professional nanny they had hired. “She’s here to help with the baby and to teach Jake about caring for her,” my MIL explained. They also insisted I go on a spa retreat for a week.
Overwhelmed by their kindness, I immediately agreed. The week was blissful and helped me recover. Back home, the changes were remarkable! The nanny had put Jake through a rigorous “baby boot camp.” He learned to change diapers, cook baby meals, soothe a crying baby, and manage a sleep schedule. Jake greeted me with a heartfelt apology, having sold his vintage guitars to pay for the nanny and my retreat, showing his commitment to our family.
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