If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.
Bentley was a Christmas gift for Bonnie. He came with red ribbon and a bow, instead of a Jaguar. Kids and I did a lot of secret talks and we got him on Christmas Eve . His first night was in Jason’s house, not to tip Bonnie. On Christmas Day dog appeared on our doorsteps. Bonnie was overwhelmed, I still think in a positive way. As for Jason, they are still best of friends, despite the fact, that after this one sleepover his carpet had to be detailed.
It was more than four years ago. Many walks and many many kibbles ago. Bent grew up ever since. Became a very social and friendly dog. After my minor surgery he was a healing dog for me. When Bonnie was working we shared time together, often bagel or apple. He was our paper retriever and mail retriever.
Sometimes he was too friendly. Very obedient, but not all the time.
But after the move to Chapel Hill he became more and more difficult to control. We have a lot of distractions here: deer, rabbits, squirrels and he wants to socialize with everybody. Didn’t listen (this runs in my family), was easy to distract and was barking a lot. He had a enough flaws and we had enough time to do something about it. Local trainer was running obedience school and Bonnie enrolled all of us. We were one of six dogs/owners teams.
It took six weeks of classes ,lots of kibbles and other treats and plenty of commitment on part of my wife. She was the main trainer and I was just a helper. We were doing all the obedience elements, from name recognition to running to owner across the room on command. Bent was behaving like a child with Attention Deficit Disorder. No hope for us. I was asking Barbara, our trainer, what is her graduation rate. I didn’t think we are going to make the cut.
Then the last class came. It was series of test and competitions. We couldn’t believe our eyes. Bent won two out of three of them! The last one was how long could he look at the owners eyes without turning his head away. Bonnie’s eyes were tearing, but our ADD dog held on for the longest time. I couldn’t sit still. We graduated! With honors.
Now his official name is Mr Bentley Jr PhD.