This is a very special Sunday for us here at Petzi. Our first guest blogger is Bentley, the full bred golden retriever featured last week on our Facebook page. Bentley had a little helping hand from Lisa to write the story you are about to read. They have a very special gift to share with us. A real life-changing tale of companionship, hope, love and friendship.
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| Lisa and Bentley |
Hi! I am Bentley, but my mom Lisa calls me her hero puppy. After wishing for a golden retriever pup (just like me) every year on her birthday candles, she finally took matters into her own hands three years ago, and found me.
I was only 8 weeks old when I first came home. My mom woke up every 3 hours and slept downstairs next to my crate until I finally convinced her to just let me sleep with her in a real bed. The trainer told her that if she slept on the floor next to my crate with her fingers through the bars that I would stop crying and go to sleep. I thought that was just silly. Why would I want to stay in there?! I knew from the beginning that I was a perfect snuggle pup, so I trained Lisa to listen to me instead! I think that is just working now...
Oh, so back to me being a hero puppy. When I was 10 months old I noticed something really bad about my mom, but I didn’t know how to tell her. I thought about what to do for a while, and even though I knew she would probably be mad at first, I got a little more wild than usual and jumped on her one night while we were playing. She fell and hit her head really hard. These strangers came and took her away in a really big loud car with red lights. I had to wait at home. They were pretty nice and I knew my girl would be back soon.
When she came home, she told me that the doctors found a brain tumor when they gave her an x-ray. See! I knew there was something bad, I just couldn’t use my words to tell her. The doctor said I saved her life and they found it before anything really bad happened. She said she wasn’t mad at me. I knew I was a good boy. I let her hug me a lot and I licked her face to try to make her feel better. She usually doesn’t like when I lick her face, but she let me anyway.
For the past two years I have been
in charge of taking care of Lisa. I keep her company when she doesn’t
feel good. Sometimes she needs to sleep a lot but I don’t mind because that’s
my favorite too! I usually wake her up in the morning by sticking my nose in
her face, mostly because I haven’t figured out how to get my own breakfast yet!
I follow her everywhere just in case she needs me…really everywhere. I even wait
for her right outside the shower! I’m not sure if all dogs do this but I take
my job very seriously.
I take her on walks. Sometimes we just relax and sit outside. I need to sit really close to her, usually on top of her feet. It makes us both feel better even though she tries to tell me I’m too big (I’m not). I even watch TV with her (I love reality TV --but don’t tell the other pups)!
My mom told me that it’s sleepy time. That
means I have to go get in my bed, but I will write more later about my other
adventures. I can be a rascal puppy even though I’m 3 and am supposedly a grown
up dog now. I have to keep my mom happy, and I know she secretly likes the funny
stuff that I do. She she calls it ...being naughty!
*Lisa blogs at Girl's Best Friend where she shares her stories about Bentley and her journey with cancer.
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