| My 3 month terrier mix was adopted from my local shelter. I was going through lots of grief and trauma from a former relationship. I wasn't recovering properly, like I normally would. I sort of gave up at life with little motivation to do anything. I kept sleeping in, sipping water here and there. I rarely ate, there was no appetite. My heart rate notifications were constant, on my fitbit for 130 and it was just me sitting or laying here. I guess cortisol does that or Adrenaline. Until I met her at a shelter a week after Valentines day. And guess what her name was Valentine 💝 I decided to keep that name. Every since I have been getting up early, feeding myself ( and her ) , laughing more, going to bed on time and sleeping a lot better. I always knew dogs were a blessing but they are certainly guardian angels. You feel me? [link] [comments] |