I Adopted the Oldest Shelter Dog, Knowing She Had Only a Month Left – My Goal Was to Make It Her Happiest

I walked into the shelter not knowing I’d make a choice that would end my marriage. But when I saw Maggie, a frail senior dog, I knew—I had to take her home. Greg gave me an ultimatum: her or me. I chose her.

He left, but Maggie and I healed together. Months later, I ran into Greg, who mocked my decision. Before I could respond, Mark appeared—holding Maggie’s leash. She was no longer weak; she was thriving.

Six months later, Mark proposed, with a ring tied to Maggie’s collar. I smiled through happy tears and said, “Of course.”