There was once I fell from the stairs and tumble down a couple of steps down the stairs. It was very painful and I couldn't get up. Hubby was in the bathroom upstairs taking a bath. I yelled "Honey, help me. Honey help me".
Of course hubby couldn't hear me with the shower turned on. My little Yorkie knew I was in pain and needed my hubby. He knew that when I call honey, I was calling my hubby which I didn't know he understood before that incident happened. He looked at me very worried and panicky (I swear he did!) and ran up the stairs really fast and then a few seconds later ran down and then up again and down to check on me and then up again.
After 5 minutes, the pain subsided a little so I forced myself up and limped up the stairs to get hubby. I saw my Yorkie trying to paw the bathroom door to try to get hubby's attention to come help me. From that day onwards, I never underestimate his intelligence. |