I adopted Missy last July. In September, while working on a ladder, something went wrong with my heart. Approximately a week later, I fell asleep on the couch and stopped breathing. Missy woke me up and then started pawing at my mouth and chest and wouldn't stop whining. She kept this up for over an hour. I finally came to the conclusion that she knew something I didn't. I thought I was having a severe asthma attack. I was extremely weak but managed to get to the hospital. My heart rate was down to 20 beats per minute. I came home 4 days later with a pacemaker. The specialist told me that another day or two and I wouldn't have survived. He told me that I had a very special little dog and that Missy had saved my life. Now, she watches over me day and night.
BTW, I sent friends to my home to get Missy and keep her with them until I got out of hospital. I never left her alone for the 4 days.
