My dog tried to make me happy by eating. ❤️ And I appreciate it so much.

I live in the next city from my parents. But we share our lil dog Fie. Fie adores me. I am her favorite human. But I can't have her in my apartment and she is better off by my parents who have lots of space and are generally always home most of the day. She is loved and spoiled. And a happy dog.

Years ago we had stressed her out by traveling and moving around a lot. It wasn't our intention to stress her of course. But she was at dog sitters and then in a holiday home and we were there and then not. Understandably she got a bit worked up. And stopped eating. After about a week and a half, she had gotten noticable thin. And I was starting to panic. So I sat on the floor and tried to get her to eat out of my hand. I started crying. And she slowly started to eat. And I guess from my happy expression she found that her eating makes me happy.

It was a little annoying for a while when I visit my parents. Because she would only eat when I visit if I was in the hallway with her food. She would lead me into the hall in a very determined way. I'd sit down on the stairs and she would eat and look up at me often. Also coming over to me and burping and wanting pets. I understood why she did it. And it was also cute.. But I always had to find time to sit with her and that sometimes was in the way. But she slowly stopped needing me to be there. And all is normal again.

So. I am home by my parents now. I've been here for over a week. My mental health is really struggling. And I am in a very difficult place. I am in good hands and have good support. And Fie is here to comfort me. We sleep on a mattress together. And she stays by my side all hours of the day.

Tonight I am again not feeling well. I sadly think my psychosis is returning. It's scary. I'm fighting against it. I know the stuff isn't real. But it makes me panic so much when something happens. Because I really really really don't want to go back to that. I spend years in it. It was awful. And I thought I was finally free.

I went to the room where I sleep in and laid down. Just overwhelmed with everything. Suddenly I heard the sound of Fie galloping into the room. Leaping up onto the mattress next to me. Then spat out a big mouthful of food that she had carried from all the way on the other side of the house. And it's a big farm house. Then she happily ate. Looked at me. Burped and now we're cuddling.

Silly bean. I feel her deep devotion and love for me. And I am so thankful. Her sweetness keeps the evil away. I don't know what I'd do with out her right now.