At a wedding, a dog blocked the bride’s path. And in a minute all the guests were petrified of what they saw….
For more than ten years Rex was her constant companion.
At first she assumed he was just nervous, but what she soon discovered changed her idea of love forever. Anna stopped, her dress developing around her as Rex pressed himself to her feet. He didn’t bark or growl, he just stared at her with such intensity that a chill ran down her spine.
“Rex, come on, mate,” she whispered, trying to move him. He didn’t budge. The whispering intensified, her father reached for the leash.
“Anna, we need to move on,” he insisted. Rex let out a low growl, making even her father hesitate. Anna’s heart dropped.
Rex never growled. She knelt down, her dress scattered around her, and she took his face in her hands. “What’s wrong, boy?” she murmured, stroking his sitting face.
She saw it then, the heavy breathing, the trembling legs. Her breath caught, something was terribly wrong. Anna called out to her mother, her voice full of impatience, we’re running out of time.
“What’s going on?” But Anna wasn’t paying attention to anything but Rex, the one who had been by her side in every sorrow and triumph. She leaned over, resting her forehead gently against his head. “I’m here, Rex,” she whispered.
“I won’t leave you.” “You.” When she helped him sit up, his body pressed heavily against hers.
The guests whispered in bewilderment, but Anna heard nothing. Rex’s amber-colored eyes pleaded with her, as if trying to say something that words couldn’t express. “Rex,” she whispered again, her voice trembling…..
Her fiancé, Ivan Kovalev, stepped forward, concern written all over his face. “Anna, is everything all right?” he asked softly. She looked at him, then back at Rex.
The knot of anxiety in her chest tightened tighter. Her father crouched down beside her. “Anna, we can’t wait much longer.”
“The ceremony must begin,” he said. She barely heard his words, her thoughts drifting to memories. Rex, a puppy shivering in a thunderstorm.
Rex, standing guard during her worst heartbreaks. Rex, running through the park the day she met Ivan. He’d always been her anchor, and now something was terribly wrong.
Without hesitation, she decided, we’re going to the vet, she said firmly. Her mother oohed. “The wedding can be postponed,” she added, getting up and gathering her skirts.
She turned to Ivan, her voice soft. “I’m sorry, but I can’t leave him like this.” Ivan didn’t hesitate.
“You don’t need to apologize.” “Rex comes first,” he said. The shocked guests watched as Anna, still in her wedding dress, led Rex to her car.
Ivan followed them, calling the veterinary clinic, while her father explained what was happening to the priest. As they drove away, Anna’s attention remained solely on the dog who had devoted 13 years of love to her. Rex snuggled against her, his breathing shallow but even, trusting her completely…The car was rushing to the vet. In the backseat, Anna held Rex’s head in her lap, her wedding dress scattered around them, the lace crumpled and soiled. Rex’s breathing was heavy, every shallow inhale and exhale his chest seemed to report.
Ivan kept glancing in the rearview mirror, his jaw clenched. “We’re almost there,” he reassured her, though his grip on the steering wheel said otherwise. Anna brushed away a tear, stroking Rex’s sitting muzzle.
“I should have noticed,” she muttered. He’d been acting differently all week. “I thought it was just the pre-wedding rush.”
But Ivan’s voice was firm but soft. “You couldn’t have known. What matters is that you’re here now.”
The clinic came into view, its parking lot glowing under warm lights. Dr. Smirnov, Rex’s longtime veterinarian, was already waiting for them. He helped them inside, Anna carrying Rex, her wedding dress dragging behind her, forgotten.
The clinic smelled of antiseptic and pine, a strangely soothing mixture. Dr. Smirnov helped Rex lie on the examination table, working with quiet concentration while Anna kept a hand on her dog. Ivan put his arm around her shoulders.
Minutes seemed like hours. Finally the vet looked up, his face full of sympathy. “Sorry for the interruption, before we continue the story, I ask you to like this video and subscribe to the channel.
It’s very important to us. Thank you.” Rex is in severe heart failure, Dr. Smirnoff said softly, his voice full of the weight of the news.
The stress of the day had worsened his symptoms. Medication will help keep him comfortable, but we’re talking months, not years. Anna felt dizzy, the room felt like it was spinning around her, the walls closing in until the reality of his words reached her.
She gripped Ivan’s hand tightly, her knuckles turning white. “He’s in pain.” she whispered, barely finding her voice…..
Dr. Smirnov shook his head, gently but firmly. “No,” he assured her. ‘But the fact that he stopped you on your way down the aisle was his way of asking for help.
Tears came to Anna’s eyes, streaming down her cheeks as she leaned over, resting her forehead against Rex’s. His fur was warm under her touch, his breathing even but weak. “I’m so sorry, mate,” she murmured, her voice trembling.
Ivan coughed, his presence giving her confidence. “What’s the next step, Doc?” he asked, his voice firm but calm. “How can we make sure he stays comfortable?” Dr. Smirnoff began to outline the treatment plan, speaking in a quiet, measured voice, but Anna barely heard him.
Her thoughts swirled in a whirlwind of emotions. The wedding, the guests, her parents, it all seemed so far away, as if it were happening to someone else. She turned to Ivan, her voice surprisingly firm despite the storm inside her.
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“I need to stay with him,” she said firmly, her decision made instantly. Ivan didn’t hesitate for a second. He simply nodded.
“Then we stay,” he said, his hand squeezing her arm in silent support. Before she could say anything else, the clinic door creaked quietly open. Her father’s voice filled the small room as he entered, followed by her mother, the priest, and Katya, her bridesmaid.
“We thought you might need some support,” her father said, his usually hard look softening as his gaze fell on Rex. Her mother, always reserved, was already blotting her eyes with a handkerchief, unable to contain her emotions. Katya picked up her phone, her expression determined but soft.
“The guests understand,” she said. “But perhaps we don’t need to cancel the wedding.” Anna blinked, her breath catching.
“What do you mean?” she asked uncertainly. The priest offered a kind smile. “If you agree,” he said, ”we can have the ceremony here, with Rex by your side.”
Anna’s heart clenched, emotion coming up to her throat. She turned to Ivan, searching his eyes for a drop of doubt or hesitation. “This isn’t the wedding we planned,” he said softly, his eyes full of understanding….
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