I would get up, turn on the light, examine the ceiling — nothing. No cracks, no noise, not the slightest movement. I even began to think that my dog was losing her mind, and that I myself was becoming irritable from lack of sleep.

But one night everything became clear. That day a tragedy occurred in our home, and I survived only thanks to my dog. 😲😱 Continued in the first comment 👇👇

That night she barked again, but this time not just loudly — desperately. She jumped onto the bed, pulled my blanket with force, and literally pushed me to the side, refusing to let me stay in the same spot.