This summer when we were up in Stehekin and Sioned was housesitting for us, we had a really nasty scare with Bentley. Actually, it was Sioned who had the really nasty scare with him since she was the one with him at the time. It was a Sunday afternoon (August 7th) and she had taken him out of a normal walk out in the forest across the road. The weather was warm - in the high 80s - but not crazy hot. Anyway, he collapsed in the middle of the forest and poor Sioned was in a remote section and couldn't carry him herself, so needed to try and find someone to help which turned out to be really difficult. To make a very long and tense story short, Bentley very nearly died that day. In the end, she was able to get a family to help her carry Bents back to the house where she put him in the car and drove to the emergency vet (who ended up being Bentley's normal vet). Our neighbor Charles kindly dropped what he was doing that afternoon and went with her in the car too. The vet was able to stabilise him and he slowly came back to life. It turns out that his larynx spazzed out and he couldn't breathe, but they never figured out what triggered it.
Since we were 8 hours time difference behind and in such a remote part of the world, it was actually really crazy that Sioned and I were able to communicate at all. It was quite a coincidence that led me to even check my email that morning, since I had vowed to not do any computer work while up in Stehekin. But as it turns out, I had to turn on my computer to try and pay a toll from a few days previous, and as I waited for this toll thingy to register, I downloaded my email and saw that there was an urgent email from my friend Emma, who is also Charles' sister-in-law, asking me to call Sioned.
Of course I couldn't call Sions because there are no phones in Stehekin, but since we both have iPhones, I realised that we could use the WiFi to text back and forth, and then when I got to a different WiFi area, I was actually able to call her using FaceTime Audio. Wow, technology! Rhodri, meanwhile, was on a boys fishing trip all day so he was blissfully unaware of all this drama.

There was a 30 minute period in there between conversations with Sioned when the vet was going to remove the tube in his larynx and see if Bentley remained stable or went downhill again. If he had gone downhill, that was going to be goodbye. I made my peace with that scenario during that period, but I'm awfully glad that he remained stable and eventually improved. But poor Sioned was very deeply traumatised by the whole episode and spent the next several days by Bentley's side, not willing to leave him for longer than a few minutes.
We are incredibly grateful to Sioned for the care and love she gave to Bentley during this time.
Here she is reunited with him this week.