We Nearly Gave Away Our Golden Retriever Because He Barked at the Nanny — But Then I Checked the Camera Footage and Was Stunned

We sped home like bats out of hell. Claire met us in the living room, clutching Zoey in a tight hold, her face pale.

Beau sat behind the baby gate, still as a statue, ears low.

“He lunged at me,” Claire said. “I don’t feel safe around him.”

I nodded mutely, barely hearing her.

Something didn’t sit right.

I knew Beau. Knew his heart. He’d growl, bark, even block someone’s way… but lunge?

“Go sit down,” I told Rose. “I need to check something.”

I walked to the hallway closet and pulled out the security system monitor. We had a camera in the living room. Mostly to keep an eye on the baby when we were out. I pulled up the feed from earlier that night.

Fast-forwarded to when Claire arrived.

There she was… stepping through the door and greeting Beau with a wary glance. Zoey was in the bassinet. And there, slung over Claire’s shoulder, was a small gray backpack.

We’d seen that bag before, but never thought much of it.

But then I watched as she glanced over her shoulder, slipped it off, and tucked it behind the couch.

My heart picked up speed.

She reached into the bag and pulled out a tablet. Sleek. Black.Continue reading…