{"id":47232,"date":"2025-02-19T13:48:29","date_gmt":"2025-02-19T13:48:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/?p=47232"},"modified":"2025-02-19T13:48:30","modified_gmt":"2025-02-19T13:48:30","slug":"i-adopted-the-oldest-shelter-dog","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/?p=47232","title":{"rendered":"I Adopted the Oldest Shelter Dog,>>>"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"512\" height=\"584\" src=\"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/02\/image-703.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-47233\" srcset=\"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/02\/image-703.png 512w, https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/02\/image-703-263x300.png 263w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 512px) 100vw, 512px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>I never imagined that a visit to the shelter would lead me to a decision that would unravel my marriage. But as I knelt in front of that frail old dog, something in me clicked. She needed me\u2014and maybe, just maybe, I needed her too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Greg and I had spent years trying to fill the void in our marriage. We\u2019d been together for over a decade, but every doctor\u2019s appointment and every test confirmed the worst\u2014we couldn\u2019t have children.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>We stopped talking about it after a while, the sadness hanging between us like an unwelcome guest. We moved through life together, but we were worlds apart, pretending that we weren\u2019t falling apart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/currentnews-foryou.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/02\/479733422_122117097656694701_3470264115439230235_n-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-8382\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>Then, one evening, as we sat across from each other in the dim kitchen light, I said quietly, \u201cMaybe we should get a dog.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/?p=47218\">also read&#8230;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I never imagined that a visit to the shelter would lead me to a decision that would unravel my marriage. But as I knelt in front of&#8230; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":47233,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47232"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=47232"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47232\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":47234,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47232\/revisions\/47234"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/47233"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=47232"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=47232"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=47232"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}