This was filmed at Animal Shelter in Springfield, Illinois on a Tuesday afternoon.
The man is Glen, 50 years old. A high school shop teacher from the north side of Springfield. He came to Animal Shelter on his lunch break because his daughter had been asking him for months to at least go and look. He told himself he was just browsing.
Just getting it out of the way so he could honestly tell her he had tried.
Glen spent about twenty minutes in one of the meet rooms with a three-year-old brown mixed breed named Hector. Hector had been at Animal Shelter for seven months. He had been returned to the shelter twice. The notes in his file said he was too attached.
Followed people too closely. Didn't do well with being lett alone.
Glen sat on the floor with Hector. Let the dog climb into his lap. Scratched his ears. It was pleasant.
Normal. The kind of interaction Glen figured would happen.
Then Glen stood up to leave.
Hector went straight up with him.
Not barking. Not jumping in the usual sense. He climbed. Both front legs wrapped around Glen's midsection. Face pressed hard into Glen's chest.
Completely quiet. Just holding on.
Glen stumbled back a half step. Looked down.
Hector looked up at him.
The shelter hallway went completely quiet. The staff member near the door told us she stopped moving.
Glen tried to lower Hector gently. Hector pressed in harder.
Glen stood there for a long moment. Then something in him changed. His shoulders dropped. He sat back down on the floor with Hector still attached to him, both of them landing together.
Glen held the dog for a long time without saying anything.
Eventually he looked up at the staff member and said: "What do I need to fill out?"
He adopted Hector that afternoon.
Glen's daughter called the shelter two days later, laughing and crying at the same time. She said her dad, who had said for years he wasn't a dog person, was now sleeping on the couch with Hector on his chest because he didn't want to wake him up by moving.
The shelter coordinator told us: "Hector gets called too attached in every return note. But Glen didn't see a problem. He saw a dog who needed someone to stay. And he stayed."
Some flaws are just love without anywhere to go yet.
“I just brought home my first dog! I left my marriage three weeks ago with two suitcases and nowhere to go. Forty-one years old starting over in a studio apartment that smells like the previous tenant's cigarettes. My sister kept texting asking if I was okay and I kept lying saying yes because what else do you say when your whole life just collapsed.
Went to the shelter Tuesday not planning to adopt, just to volunteer and feel useful. There was this black lab mix in the corner kennel, skinny and shaking, pressing herself against the back wall. Shelter worker said she'd been there four months, too scared to let anyone near her. People wanted the friendly dogs, the ones that jump and wag. Nobody wanted the broken one.
I sat outside her kennel for an hour just talking to her. About my empty apartment, about how scared I was too, about starting over when you thought your life was already decided. She inched closer. By the end she was pressed against the chain link on her side and I had my fingers through on mine. The worker looked shocked.
Brought her home that afternoon. She hid under my bed for two days. Now she follows me everywhere, sleeps next to me, carries three tennis balls in her mouth at once like she's afraid they'll disappear. I named her Pepper. Been selling some of my old furniture and my ex's stuff he left behind on Tedooo app to afford her food and vet bills. Someone bought my wedding china yesterday and I used the money to get Pepper a proper bed and some toys from another seller's pet supply shop on Tedooo app.
My apartment is tiny and smells like dog now and I've never been happier. We're both scared and broken and figuring it out together. She needed someone to see past the shaking. I needed someone to come home to. Turns out we're exactly what each other needed.”
Credit: Kelly Stephens
He didn’t understand why the car ride ended at a shelter.
He didn’t understand why his person walked away.
All he knew was… they weren’t coming back.
He pressed his head against the cold floor, eyes full of confusion and heartbreak.
Every time someone passed his kennel, he lifted his head hoping it was them.
But the door never opened.
He wasn’t aggressive.
He wasn’t “broken.”
He was devoted… and devastated.
Dogs don’t just miss their owners.
They grieve them like family.
Because that’s what we are to them.
Please…
If you ever decide to bring a dog into your life, remember:
To them, it’s forever. 💔
I can say with absolute certainty that we are all feeling the same heart brokenness today. I only got to spend any real time with Dolly when Gwen and I got to work with her on The Voice. I want everyone to know that she was the EXACT person that you think she is. It was like being with the funnest, most loving, most caring and closest member of your family. Truly a loss for the entire world. We love you Dolly.
Her friend invited her to a birthday party where the invitation said, “Pets welcome.” So she brought her dog, and the pet was more excited than anyone.
“She loves that blanket almost as much as I love her.” ❤️
Yesterday, a man rescued a female stray dog from the street. She was still extremely frightened, but she clung tightly to her old blanket, as if it were the only familiar thing she had left.
He gently brought her into his home, letting her keep the blanket with her, and softly reassured her, “You’re safe now.”
He gave her some water and patiently began teaching her simple things, like sitting and shaking hands.
Even after arriving at a safe home, she still refused to leave her beloved blanket. When he took it away to wash, she simply sat nearby, watching attentively and waiting for it to be brought back.
The sweetest part was that she later willingly shared her cherished blanket with a little kitten. The two little friends curled up together and drifted peacefully off to sleep. 🐶❤️🐱