The house was quiet now. Boxes once filled with life were gone, and the sound of laughter had faded into silence.
On the front porch sat a dog named Cupid — still watching, still waiting. He didn’t understand what it meant when his family packed up their car and drove away. They had always come back before. Surely, they would again.
So he waited, curling up beside the front door where he used to be greeted with warm voices and gentle hands.
Left Behind But Still Believing
Neighbors began to notice him — a brown pit bull sitting faithfully outside an empty home in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania.
Through rain and cold nights, Cupid never wandered far. He stayed by the place he believed was his world, hoping that one familiar face would return for him.
When the days turned into weeks, his hope started to tremble, but it never disappeared.