Mum, Dad, my brother Michael: everyone in the family got more affection from our ridgeback-staffie cross. And guess whose bed she used to poo on…
I think the tone was set when Ella threw up over me on the way back from the Dogs Trust. She was three months old, rolling around on the back seat between me and my twin brother, Michael (we’d just turned seven), and wasn’t enjoying her first trip in a car. She could have been sick anywhere – over the seat, over the floor – but for some reason she decided to climb on to me first.
It was the start of a beautiful but strangely one-sided friendship. Ella, a ridgeback-staffie cross, was the perfect dog: playful, energetic, naughty and tolerant. She would let us poke and prod her without complaint, turn her ears inside-out or dress her up in T-shirts or the thick woollen poncho my Greek Cypriot grandma knitted her for the British winter. And she was endlessly loving, at least to the other members of the family. Me? Too often it was as if I didn’t exist. If Michael and I were sitting on the sofa, she’d bound up to him. If I came home after a day out with my dad, he was the one she’d jump at. If I tried to take her for a walk by myself, she’d drag her feet and insist that I fetch my brother.
To add insult to injury, about once a year she would do a poo in the house. Not just anywhere, though: she’d climb the stairs to my room and leave it in a neat pile on top of my bed.
I can’t pretend I wasn’t offended by Ella’s attitude – I loved her just as much as anyone. But it took me a while to realise that in her eyes we were both bitches fighting for our place in the pack. I read that dogs are 98.8% wolf, even yappy little chihuahuas. Ella was a definite she-wolf and my mother (she who opened the tin of dog food every night) was the undisputed alpha female. Ella could handle that fact, but she didn’t want to be the omega female. That was me.
Working out the reasons for Ella’s lack of sisterhood, understanding that her indifference was atavistic and not just casual, didn’t make me any less jealous of my brother, who always took great pleasure in the fact that Ella seemed to prefer him. But I resigned myself to the situation. And then one day (happy ending, anyone?) everything changed. I must have been 16 or 17, we’d been away for a fortnight in France, and when we got back it was me she ran up to first, whining and twisting with pleasure at seeing me again. After that it was like all those years of competition had never happened. We were best friends for ever, or at least for the couple of years she had left. Ella finally loved me.
Unyielding Devotion: Magnus Stands by His Comatose Owner, a Tale Overflowing with Heartfelt Love
“Magnus: The Embodiment of Unconditional Loyalty and Comfort
Meet Magnus, a faithful canine companion who demonstrated unwavering loyalty when his owner, Brian Benson, faced a deep coma. For three consecutive days, Magnus refused to leave Benson’s side, leaving both doctors and onlookers deeply moved by this extraordinary display of devotion.
The loyalty of dogs is a well-known treasure, and we often turn to them for their steadfast dedication and unwavering affection. Magnus, however, takes this loyalty to a whole new level.
Brian Benson’s journey began with respiratory distress, leading to a three-night hospital stay as doctors diligently worked to diagnose his condition. Hospital stays can be incredibly trying, especially when awaiting potentially distressing news. But throughout this challenging period, Magnus remained an unwavering presence, bringing solace to Benson and providing support to his young daughters. Even though family visitation hours were limited, Magnus was granted permission to remain by Benson’s side throughout.
Magnus, a trained service dog, is a six-year-old yellow Labrador Retriever with a unique ability to care for his human companion. Together, Benson and Magnus form a dedicated team, often visiting terminally ill patients and grieving families to offer comfort and solace.
In this instance, Magnus took on the role of a comforting presence for Brian Benson. Initially adopted as a beloved family pet, his innate capacity to care for those around him prompted Benson and his family to have Magnus trained as a therapy dog.
Benson has expressed overwhelming gratitude for Magnus’ unwavering companionship during his hospital stay. It was during this challenging time that Benson received the diagnosis of cardiomyopathy, indicating a diminished functioning of his heart.
Benson shared his heartwarming story on social media, accompanied by touching videos that showcase Magnus sleeping beside him and providing comfort to his daughters during these trying circumstances.
The bond between Magnus and Benson serves as a powerful testament to the incredible loyalty and boundless love that dogs wholeheartedly offer. They remind us that in our darkest moments, our furry friends can be a beacon of light and unwavering support.
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