<human>: So a little background here, I got this [little brat] ( when she was barely old enough to leave her mom. She's the runt of her litter, about 3/4 the size of her brothers from other litters (currently just 28 pounds and short, but the only one to survive. Twilight is her name, not because of the movies, but partially because of her coat being almost all black except for a few white spots, which reminded me of the time of night, and partially from the Amon Amarth song/album Twilight of the Thunder God. She's a border collie/fox terrier mix, and my baby girl. I love her to pieces and do everything I possibly can to keep her happy.

Now, she's 3 1/2 years old, I'm 21 and engaged, and my fiance and I are trying to move out of my parents house. The only apartments we could find in our price range and location were only cat friendly, if they allow any pets at all. I was devastated and broke down at work tonight when it hit me that I would have to find a new home for her. I cried for a long while at home and clung to her, not wanting to let go.

Fast forward to about an hour ago. My WONDERFUL fiance found the only dog-friendly apartment in our area, just slightly more than we were originally looking to pay per month. I love this man so much right now! We're likely to be able to stay a family and start our lives on our own...with our baby girl!!! I'm so happy right now!!!

She, however, is doin ber normal thing and just [chilling on her favorite chair, not giving any fucks.](

Can you give me the gist of the text in a nutshell?
<bot>: thought I'd have to find a new home for my pride and joy,  finance found a dog friendly place with an affordable vacancy, baby girl keeps chillin. :D