10/28/2025
Last night, while I was heading to the kitchen for some water, my knee suddenly buckled and I collapsed onto the floor. The sharp pain left me breathless for a few seconds — and before I could even call out, Bruno came running.
He didn’t bark or panic. Instead, he stood close, his massive frame steady and calm, watching me with those deep, focused eyes. Then, as I tried to move, he carefully pressed his body next to mine, lowering himself just enough for me to lean on him. With quiet strength, he helped me back to my feet — one slow, sure step at a time.
Standing there, my hand on his broad shoulder, I felt more than relief. I felt trust. His heartbeat, his warmth, his unshakable presence — it was like he was saying, “I’ve got you. You’re safe.”
People often think Rottweilers are just tough or intimidating. But my Bruno? He’s pure loyalty and heart. My guardian, my best friend, my peace in chaos.
That night, I didn’t just stand up again — I was reminded that love doesn’t always speak. Sometimes, it just stands beside you and refuses to let you fall. 🖤🐾
