Baby found a German Shepherd cemented in a wall — what he did hext left everyone in tears 

He cried a lot after he put her in the wall. Then one day he just went away and never came back. A chill settled over the room at the child’s words.

Liam, Detective Wilson said carefully, do you know where Edward Morrison went? Liam looked up, his eyes unnervingly direct to the place with the big trees where he used to take Luna for walks. That’s where he decided to go to sleep forever. Daniel’s face paled.

Liam, how could you possibly know that? Luna showed me, Liam said simply, in my dreams. Detective Wilson made a note in his small notebook. There’s a wooded area about half a mile from your house, he said.

Morrison was known to walk his dog there. We’ll have a team search it tomorrow. After the detective left, Daniel and Olivia sat in stunned silence, trying to process what they’d just heard.

He couldn’t possibly know those details, Olivia whispered, unless… Unless he really is somehow communicating with Luna, Daniel finished. The concept’s still bizarre to him, despite everything they’d witnessed. But how? It’s not scientifically possible.

Nothing about this situation has been scientifically possible, Olivia pointed out. Luna surviving months without adequate food or water. Liam hearing her through the walls when we couldn’t, knowing her name before we found the journals.

They both looked at their son, who had returned to Luna’s side and was gently stroking her head, completely oblivious to his parents’ confusion and concern. What do we do? Daniel asked finally. Olivia sighed.

I don’t know, but I think we need to stop questioning it and just accept that Liam has some kind of… Gift. A connection with Luna that we can’t understand. The next morning, Detective Wilson called to inform them that human remains had been discovered in the wooded area exactly where Liam had indicated.

Preliminary evidence suggested suicide, though a full investigation was still underway. How did he know Olivia? Daniel asked after hanging up the phone, his voice shaking slightly. How could he possibly have known where to find Morrison’s body? Olivia had no answer.

She could only watch as her son got ready for school, packing his lunch and chattering about taking Luna for walks once she was better. Behaving for all the world like a normal five-year-old boy rather than a child with an inexplicable psychic connection to a traumatized dog. Word of Liam’s uncanny predictions spread quickly, adding a new layer of mystery to the already sensational story.

News reporters camped outside the veterinary clinic became more persistent, desperate for interviews with the boy who could seemingly communicate with animals. They’re calling him the dog whisperer now, Carlos told Dr. Martinez as they prepared the clinic for the day. Social media is going crazy with theories.

Some people are saying he’s psychic. Dr. Martinez frowned. He’s a child, not a sideshow attraction.

The last thing he needs is that kind of attention. But the media frenzy was just beginning. As Luna continued to improve, making small but significant progress each day, interest in her story and in Liam’s mysterious abilities only intensified.

Seven days after Luna’s rescue, Dr. Martinez made a suggestion that surprised the Carter family. I think Luna might recover better in a home environment now, she said during their evening visit. She’s stable enough that I’m comfortable releasing her from the clinic as long as she receives proper care and regular checkups.

You mean she could come home with us? Liam asked, his eyes lighting up with hope. Dr. Martinez nodded. With your parents permission, of course.

She still needs special food, medication and physical therapy. But being in a calm, loving environment might accelerate her healing. Olivia and Daniel exchanged uncertain glances.

We haven’t exactly discussed adopting a dog. Daniel began cautiously. Not just any dog, Liam interjected.

Luna, she needs us. She needs me. Honey, it’s a big responsibility, Olivia explained gently.

Luna will need a lot of care and we both work full time. I can help, Liam insisted. I already know what she needs.

I can tell when she’s in pain or when she’s thirsty or when she needs to go outside. Dr. Martinez watched the family discussion with interest. If it helps, she offered.

I’ve never seen a bond quite like the one between Liam and Luna. In my professional opinion, separating them at this point might actually be detrimental to her recovery. Daniel sighed, recognizing when he was outnumbered.

I suppose we could try it on a trial basis. Liam’s face broke into a radiant smile. Thank you, dad.

Thank you, mom. You won’t regret it, I promise. The next day, preparations were made for Luna’s homecoming.

Daniel cleared a space in the living room, setting up a comfortable dog bed where Luna could rest while still being part of family activities. Olivia purchased the special food and supplements Dr. Martinez had recommended. And Liam, barely able to contain his excitement, arranged his stuffed animals around Luna’s new bed so she wouldn’t feel lonely.

When the moment finally came to bring Luna home, Dr. Martinez helped them settle her in the back of their SUV, showing them how to support her still frail body during the drive. Luna remained calm throughout the process, her eyes frequently seeking out Liam for reassurance. Remember, Dr. Martinez instructed as they prepared to leave, no sudden movements or loud noises.

Keep her on the feeding schedule we discussed, and call me immediately if you notice any changes in her condition. We will, Olivia promised, and thank you for everything. The drive home was tense, with Daniel carefully avoiding bumps and Olivia frequently checking on Luna in the back seat, where she lay with her head resting on Liam’s lap.

Almost home, girl, Liam whispered, gently stroking her ears. You’re going to love it there. Photographers and reporters had gathered near their house, alerted somehow to Luna’s release from the clinic.

Daniel drove past them without stopping, pulling directly into the garage and closing the door behind them, to avoid the media circus. Getting Luna from the car to the house proved challenging. Though she had regained some strength, she still couldn’t walk more than a few steps without assistance.

Daniel carefully lifted her, following Dr. Martinez’ instructions on supporting her weight properly, while Olivia cleared the path ahead. When they reached the living room, Daniel gently lowered Luna onto her new bed. She glanced around the unfamiliar space, her body tense until Liam settled beside her.

This is your home now, he told her, his small hand resting protectively on her bony shoulder. You’re safe here. As if understanding his words, Luna relaxed, her tail thumping weakly against the soft cushion of her bed.

That night, after Liam had finally been convinced to go to his own bed instead of sleeping beside Luna, Olivia and Daniel sat in the kitchen, speaking in hushed tones. Did you see how she calmed down as soon as Liam spoke to her? Olivia asked. It’s like she understands every word he says.

Daniel nodded, still struggling to reconcile what he was witnessing with his logical, science-based worldview. I know, it’s… uncanny. Do you think we should have him tested or something? Olivia wondered.

Maybe there’s a scientific explanation for this connection he has with Luna. What kind of test would even apply to this situation? Daniel countered. It’s not like there’s a standard protocol for determining if your five-year-old son is psychically linked to a German shepherd.

Olivia managed a small smile at that. When you put it that way, it does sound ridiculous. Maybe we should contact that researcher Dr. Martinez mentioned, Daniel suggested.

The one who studies human-animal communication. Dr. Reed, I think his name was. Maybe, Olivia agreed, though she sounded uncertain.

I just don’t want Liam to become some kind of research subject. He’s already getting so much attention from the media. Their conversation was interrupted by a sound from the living room, a soft whine followed by restless movement.

They hurried to check on Luna, finding her attempting to stand, her legs trembling with the effort. Luna, stay down, Olivia urged gently. You need to rest.

But the dog ignored her, continuing her struggle until she was on her feet, swaying slightly but determined. She took one shaky step toward the hallway, then another. What is she doing? Daniel whispered, not wanting to startle the dog.

I think she’s looking for Liam, Olivia realized. Should we stop her? Dr. Martinez said she shouldn’t overexert herself. Before Daniel could respond, they heard small footsteps in the hallway.

Liam appeared, rubbing his eyes sleepily. Luna, he called softly, what are you doing up? The German Shepherd froze at the sound of his voice, her entire body seeming to relax. But instead of lying back down, she continued her painstaking journey toward the boy, each step clearly requiring immense effort…