I let my stepdaughter, Ann, watch my elderly dog, Toby, while I was away. When I came home, he was sick and acting strangely. The vet found THC and other chemicals in his system. Ann admitted she “maybe” left a gummy out but didn’t take it seriously.
I set up cameras, and weeks later caught her on video blowing vape smoke at Toby and dropping something for him to eat. That was it—I took Toby to a hotel and called a lawyer. Only then did my husband make her move out.
Toby slowly recovered. Later, Ann sent a package with dog treats and a note saying she’d started volunteering at a shelter. She didn’t ask for forgiveness, and I didn’t offer it.
Trust doesn’t return once it breaks—you rebuild it carefully. For now, I have Toby safe, healthy, and home again.
