Chief Animal Officer
My name is Bandit, and I am a 10-year-old Border Collie cross leaving paw prints forever on your heart.
I am also known as the office ninja. You won’t notice I’m there until you feel my breath on your knee, probably because I’m looking for a treat. Sometimes I will even walk away and come back hoping that you’ve forgotten that you have already given me one. Every so often, I get lucky if I give people what they call ‘puppy dog eyes’.
The photo is of me with my favourite toy in the office. Check out that leg – it sticks out because of a surgery I had a year ago but I think it adds character.
Mom: Ruth Hendershot
Lead Food Inspector
My name is Dylan! I am a 10-year-old Basenji who has a big appetite and high energy.
When I walk into the office, everyone seems to put their garbage bins in places I can’t reach. You would think pulling out their scraps from lunch was a bad thing!
One time during a birthday celebration they decided to hide the cake in a locked room so I couldn’t get to it. Lucky for me, someone left the door open, and I knew that was my chance! When it came time to sing happy birthday, my secret about taste-testing the cake was out. My mom was less than impressed, but everyone else thought it was funny! As Lead Food Inspector and comedian, it’s never a dull moment at Head Office.
Mom: Stephanie Bruno
Coordinator of Puppy Affairs
My name is Ellie, a 3-month-old Bernedoodle (Bernese Mountain + Poodle), and I just passed my probation! My dad says it is because I finally stopped having accidents at work, but a puppy’s gonna do what a puppy’s gonna do.
I recently graduated from socialization class. How cute do I look in my cap? I have developed my skills in working well with other dogs and have mastered what people call “puppy dog eyes” which guarantees getting lots of treats. Between mid-day naps and playtime, I always have a full schedule at Head Office.
For all things puppy related, I am happy to help!
Dad: Adel Jalabi
My name is Trigger, and I am a 5-year-old Vizsla who likes to keep the office energy high and the treats coming often.
You can spot me from a mile away with my copper toned fur and my dashing orange collar. I’m known for walking myself around the office with my leash in my mouth. Since I enjoy getting lots of exercise throughout the day, I may have greeted you outside when my mom Robyn was taking me for a walk. If not, you can find me playing with Bandit’s toys and making friends with the other office pets.
When someone comes to visit mom at her desk, I sit up with a wagging tail and my best puppy dog eyes in hopes that they have brought me a treat. And sometimes… they do!
Mom: Robyn Richardson
Bandit #2 & Buddy
Mentee and Mentor
Our names are Bandit and Buddy, two 7-year-old Springerdoodles ready to keep you on your toes every moment of the day. We came from the same litter of pups and have been together since day one. Although you can often find us twinning, we couldn’t be more different in personalities.
Buddy: “I’m the shy one. I always listen to my mom and follow her everywhere she goes. When she walks to the kitchen, I walk to the kitchen. When she goes to the restroom, I sit outside, waiting to see her again. I’m considered the A+ student at home, especially compared to Bandit. I’ve learned the more you listen, the more treats and head pats you get. Mom tells me I have to lead by example and hope that my brother will follow suit. I love him, but he never listens!”
Bandit: “You could say I am a curious canine. Whenever mom brings me to the office, I like to wander around for food and belly rubs. Mom thinks I rebel against her, but who doesn’t love treats and belly rubs? I should be looking up to Buddy as a mentor, but I am proud to be on a Permanent Performance Improvement Plan! With my big personality and mischievous ways, they tell me I am a rule breaker, but I like to keep things entertaining.
Food tends to get me into the most trouble. I’ve had my stomach pumped twice in 3 months. On Valentine’s Day, I stole an excessive amount of chocolate and ate it all. Mom wasn’t sure which one of us ate it, so they pumped both of our stomachs. Only I had eaten it though – sorry, Buddy! I can’t help it. I LOVE food, and I will stop at nothing to locate it, consume it quickly, and pretend I did nothing. If I get questioned, I give my sweet “what did I do” look, and all is forgiven.”
Mom: Maura Richardson