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My Name Is
Bentley
by
Bentley
Last year I was part of a family and then one day my family left
their home. I sat outside waiting and waiting for them to come
back but they never did and it seemed that I was left to take
care of myself. I was really sad and confused. Please come
back and get me, don't leave me alone.
Later
on a nice man saw me sitting outside all alone so he took me to
his home while he helped me search for my family. After some
time, it didn't appear that they were going to come and get me.
I liked where I was staying because they had a Schnauzer and we
became friends but sadly I was too big and so I had to move out.
A nice lady came to get in me in the early morning hours to take
me to see a man named Dr. Aric. He is a Vet. He said he was
going to fix me up. I am not sure why, I was in good shape but
fix me, he did. Hummm, I am not so sure THAT was really
necessary.
By late afternoon, I was on the move again with another nice
lady who took me to meet my foster family.Will I like them,
will the like me, will I get to stay forever? I met my new
foster family and I liked them very much, they also had three
Schnauzers - now I would have 3 more friends. But why do they
keep calling me Bentley?
I was a bit nervous when I had to get back in the car the next
day. Where am I going now? Please don't send me away again.
This ride took a lot longer and we kept going up, up, up.
Finally when we stopped I was able to get out of the car and
join my Schnauzer friends playing in a big open area with tall
trees and snow. That was nice. And best of all, I got to go in
the house and my foster family didn't leave me. I wasn't
being left behind, yaay!! I was on my best behavior, as long
as you don't count that one incident in the living room. Hey,
with all the excitement, I just had to let it out.
I met new people and made new friends and whenever someone would
ask what my name was my foster family would say Bentley.I
like Bentley; it has a nice ring to it. Can it be my name
forever?
Every day just got better and better. A couple of nights I even
got to sleep on the bed just like the dog on the Petsmart
commercial -- all stretched out - Nice! I guess that
didn't work 'cuz my foster Dad said there was no room for him -
that's okay dad, you can have my pad in the laundry room,
it's real comfy--oops, guess not. Now I get to sleep by the
bed not on it, but that's okay, I am with my people.
One
day my foster dad took me to work with him. There were a lot of
nice cars and people all dressed up in suits getting in and out
of the cars. Are we getting a new car Dad, which one will be
ours?I walked up to the one I really liked and my foster Dad
told me to get in. I was happy to comply and jumped right into
the drivers seat. Boy, did I look good. I even had my picture
taken as I was sitting in the Bentley. A Bentley?! I'm
sitting in a car named after me? I can't believe they named a
car after me.
As it turned out,
we didn't get the car (my foster dad said my foster sister and
brothers and I would have get a job first) but I did get the
Bentley wings to wear proudly on my collar to remember my
special day in a car named after me. Oh yeah, and I did get my
forever home too. My foster family is now my forever family.
Life is good and I am very
happy. |