After We Got Married, I Moved Into My Husband’s House — Then Our Neighbor’s Dog Exposed What He Was Hiding Behind the Locked Basement Door

No trouble at all.”

That turned out to be only half true.

Michael and Ethan knew Rex. The dog settled in easily.

There was just one problem.

Every evening, Rex would sit in front of that locked door and whine softly.

Sometimes he’d scratch at it, nails clicking against the wood in a steady rhythm that made my skin crawl.

The first time it happened, I thought it was random.

Dogs do weird things.

The second time, I mentioned it to Michael.

“Probably smells something,” he said, not looking up from his laptop.

The third time, I watched Rex more carefully.

The dog wasn’t just curious. He was agitated.

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