I've been out of hospital for about 10 days. I'm staying at my friend's house so I can get better help than I could do by myself. I've gone outside a few times but it reminds me how much I want to do but can't. I think if it weren't for the animals here I'd have died already. Her tiny Chihuahua has been by me constantly, to the point I worry the little thing isn't eating or drinking enough. I share my food with her to be sure. She's so small I can pick her up in one hand with her little legs barely out past my fingers. She's a great snuggler