My second season playing, in my first game, some goon came out of no where and knocked me down. I broke my ankle and tore three ligaments and holy cow, did it hurt!
I hated being hurt and I hated being on crutches but I was SO surprised at how attentive Linus was when I came home. This was a couple years ago so he was still pretty young and playing constantly but he stopped what he was doing to take care of his momma. Here were are on the couch when I got home:
I was only out of commission for a month before I got back out on the ice. I credit the healing powers of the bulldog! Linus is so attentive in times of need. I am sure Bentley was concerned too but he was deathly afraid of those crutches!