This is Bentley. He's a lover. Can't you tell? He's a rescue too. How in the world could someone give him up? Insane. He came with the name Bentley and the Rew family thought that suited him well. I thought he was the cutest thing EVER! The Rew family lives just four doors down from me. I cherish their friendship and how they've loved me unconditionally over the years. Just like they love Bentley! Bentley used to be a boinger. He lept from place to place like a deer. But in his middle age he's slowed down a bit and doesn't boing quite so high any more. That's ok. We all slow down as we age. I think he's about 8 now. Lately Bentley has been hanging out in the kitchen a lot more. Why just last week September cooked a whole chicken in the crock pot all day. She took it out and pulled it apart to let it cool in a pretty platter on the kitchen island and then left to do a little work at her desk. When she came back a leg was missing. Now if only Bentley had thought to put the bone in the trash can he might have gotten away with it! I'm pulling for him to learn this little trick. His thieving has become a problem recently. It was September's dad's birthday a few weeks back. September always makes these awesome cakes made from scratch with incredible icing. My mouth is watering just thinking about it! But.....so does Bentley. He only took a little off a corner when it was left to cool! He didn't take a lot! But it was obvious it was him. You could see his teeth marks that were left behind in the cake. If he'd just waited until it had been iced the icing just might have run down the edge to cover up his nibble! I'm pullin' for ya buddy. We'll talk later about trashcans and timing!
Breed: Mutt
Favorite Toy: Ratty old stuffed pheasant
Activities: Chasing squirrels and stealing food
Slumber Zone: Sleeps at the foot of Grace's bed
