We Moved to an Old Man’s House, and a Dog Kept Visiting—Until He Led Us Into the Woods and Revealed the Truth

Maggie smiled, feeling her heart swell. “Maybe he was waiting for us.”

Now, when twilight falls and CJ curls up on the porch, Maggie sometimes swears she feels a warmth in the air — like gratitude.

As if somewhere, the old man is watching, knowing his faithful friend finally found a new family to love.

And this time… he never has to wait alone again.