I Left the “Nice Guy” After He Forgot Our Dog’s Lifeline

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“You don’t help,” I told him. “You wait for orders. And tonight, your inability to take ownership almost killed my dog.”

So, today I am packing the last of my boxes. Barnaby is sitting by the door, watching me. He looks tired, but he’s alert. He knows we are leaving. He doesn’t need me to explain it to him; he senses the shift in the atmosphere.

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