Sometimes I get to witness an alert in it's entirety and it always feels like I'm observing a small miracle. Jason had just walked in the door from school and was sitting at the kitchen table. I looked across as I heard him say 'Awww, hello my gorgeous boy". Bailey had walked across the room quietly to greet him, nudging his hand as he reached him and stretched his nose towards is mouth. I knew by him doing this that he was checking Jason's blood sugars so I observed them from a distance. Bailey's tail is wagging the whole time as Jason talks to him and gives him a pat. I smile as I think of how much more bonded they've become lately. Bailey then turns and walks towards me, bumping my leg. I ask him 'What's up'? and he swipes my leg with his paw, a low alert. I test Jason's blood sugars and he's 4.4. I always marvel at these low alerts because he warns me just before he going low, giving me enough time to correct them before he drops too far. We've had a lot of these alerts in the past couple of weeks as Jason has participated in the school's swim program and the extra daily exercise has meant that he's experienced post-exercise delayed hypoglycaemia. It's during these extraordinary times that Bailey works best, and he's still working harder than ever.