Because of a Dog, I Married My Husband

The dog I'd raised for eight years was dying. The surgery would cost twenty-five thousand. My husband, Burton Gilbert, tossed the bill aside without a second look. "It's just an animal. Buy another one and be done with it. Why waste money on this." He turned around and told the attending doctor to stop treatment, switching it to euthanasia instead. That afternoon, I got the call from the hospital to come collect my pet's body, and I fell apart.