After My Wife Died, Our Pet Dog Turned Strange

After my wife, Corrine, the woman who loved me more than life itself, was murdered and dismembered, something strange started happening with our pet dog, Buddy.

When I came home, Buddy would grab my slippers and place them neatly at the door. When I went to bed, he would pull the blanket over me, tucking me in as if he were Corrine. And when I watched TV, he’d nudge my back with his paws, giving me a massage.

All the things Corrine used to do for me when she was alive.

The change in Buddy didn’t go unnoticed. It left the whole family in tears.