My Controlling MIL Stole My Dog Because She Didn’t Trust Me as a Mom — Here’s How I Took Back Control
It all started with a quiet moment—the kind of peace that only comes when a baby is asleep. I was sitting on the sofa, sipping coffee, while Bear, our gentle giant of a Newfoundland dog, sprawled on the rug next to Sophie’s bassinet. Bear had been my loyal companion for five years, ever since my husband, Tom, brought him home as an anniversary gift. Now, he had a new job: watching over our newborn daughter, Sophie. He took it seriously, always staying close, his big brown eyes following her every