THE DOG THEY WANTED US TO PUT DOWN IS THE ONLY REASON MY DAUGHTER SLEEPS THROUGH THE NIGHT
When I first met Tank, I didn’t see a monster. I saw a soul that had stopped believing anyone could understand him. He was a massive pit mix — strong, scarred, and the kind of dog people cross the street to avoid. The shelter had labeled him “unadoptable.” Too strong. Too unpredictable. Too intimidating. But…