He Couldn’t Afford His Dog’s Treatment—What the Vet Did Next Changed Everything

Trying To Distract Myself

I reached for my phone, hoping a bit of screen time might offer a distraction. Instead, I found myself scrolling mindlessly, my eyes glazing over as nothing truly registered. Each swipe only heightened the knot of worry tightening in my stomach. I tried reading messages, skimming the news—anything to occupy my mind—but the words blurred together, meaningless against the overwhelming thought I couldn’t shake: what if Harvey didn’t come back?

Is This The Right Decision?

A lingering question gnawed at me—was I truly doing right by Harvey? I couldn’t shake the thought that I might have overlooked something, a different path I could have taken. Every decision I made had brought me to this moment, teetering on the edge of losing my closest friend. My mind kept circling back, over and over, wondering if I had done enough. Each thought only deepened the unease, leaving me more restless than before.