Last night around 4 a.m., Bandit saved my life. He kept waking me until I finally came to, weak and drenched in sweat.
When I asked him to bring me my glucose meter, he did—and it showed my blood sugar was at 30. That’s dangerously low and could have put me into a diabetic coma. If he hadn’t woken me, I might not be here today.
I told him to get me juice, and he did. That gave me the strength to get up and grab more to eat.
I can’t put into words how much I love this dog. He’s not just my pet—he’s my hero.
❤️🐾
Credit: Kayla Mollat