Lifesaver

Last night Bender saved a life.

He’s a universal canine blood donor; he donates blood at the Animal Emergency Clinic of the Fraser Valley. Bender’s been donating for a year and a half and we’ll continue doing it until he’s too old (he can do it until he’s 9). He’s been called in there once before to do a blood transfusion, and has donated blood many times. So this isn’t the first life he’s saved. But it’s a little different considering this dog is our client.

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Happy birthday

It’s Bender’s third birthday today! Happy birthday buddy!

He's always happy!

He's always happy!

Birthday presents included tasty turkey and rice bones for Bender and Maggie, and a new steak flavored rope toy.

My X of shame has been removed. That was fun…I guess if I can keep my posture correct and do my exercises I won’t have to wear it again. Most people at work thought it was bandaging covering a new tattoo, but sadly it was nothing that cool.

Quiet house

We dropped the dogs off at the kennel this afternoon. They were perfectly content to go back, Bender gave us a “hey, where are you going?!” look when we started to leave, but he was back to woofing at his neighbours (a large yellow Labrador on one side and a huge Basset Hound on the other) within ten seconds. Maggie didn’t so much as give us a second look. Too much to sniff.

We came home to a very quiet house. No squeaks of joy at our arrival, no sniffing and wagging as we took off our shoes. No one hounded (heh) us for dinner at three o’clock…three thirty…four o’clock…four thirty…surly it must be five o’clock now! No one woofed and charged at the window when the kids went by, no one freaked out when the doorbell rang. No one has come to paw at me to tell me it’s bedtime (bedtime is serious business around here).

Anyone who has pets knows that something changes when they’re not around. Home feels less like home without them.

At least I know they’re in good hands while we’re away.