I have written on this site before that I do not deal with stress well. And by well, I mean my body takes the stress manifested in my mind and physically uses it to attack me. I get rashes, horrible acid reflux, sometimes my hair falls out, my eyes do weird things and of course, there was that time I got shingles. And if I am not physically getting sick I am often ripping hang nails off my fingers to a disturbing point. I’ve been told to go to yoga, see a shrink, run more (my mother), go to Pilates, eat healthier (my mother), drink more water, stop eating candy (again, my mother) and many other things. I’ve probably only tried half. But the thing that helped me the most, believe it or not, was meeting a 3 pound Yorkshire Terrier puppy who would come to be known as Otis. More »