Loki and I were best friends long before he — my future husband — came into my life.
We went through all the important moments together: when he proposed to me, when we got married, and when I found out I was expecting a child.
Loki was always by my side — loyal, sensitive to every one of my moods, like a part of myself.
She never got along with my husband. He never showed any interest in her — never fed her, played with her, or petted her. I was the one who did all that — with love and gratitude, because this dog had been there for me when no one else was.
After we found out about the pregnancy, Loki seemed to change. She found a new favorite activity. She would constantly stay close to me, resting her head on my belly and listening to the new life growing inside.
Sometimes, when the baby kicked, she would bark joyfully, as if she was celebrating with me.
Sometimes, when the baby kicked, she would bark happily, as if she were celebrating with me.
But whenever my husband came near and touched my belly or tried to pet her, Loki would immediately growl, put herself between us, and protect me. Once, she even bit his hand. At the time, I thought she was just jealous or simply protecting the baby.
I was wrong.
After the birth, I finally discovered the terrible truth that my dog had known for a long time and had been trying to warn me about—but that I had ignored.
One day, after the baby was born, when my husband went to the bathroom, I took his phone just to turn off an alarm. By chance, I opened his conversation with his mother.
My heart stopped when I read:
“I don’t want this child. She’ll choose him over me anyway. Sometimes I think how much easier it would be if he had never been born. I hate him…”
I stood frozen, unable to move. That’s when I understood everything.
Loki had sensed his hatred long before I did. She knew my husband wanted to harm the baby.
She wasn’t just protecting me—she was guarding my child’s life.
Now, when I see my son gently stroking her muzzle, I think: if it hadn’t been for her, he might not even exist.
