BORN September 26, 1993 * DIED December 28, 2004
Bentley's first day in St. George, Utah - February 18, 2002 - recently diagnosed with a serious heart ailment (cardiomyopathy), it was wonderful watching Bentley sitting so magnificently atop this sandstone formation.
SADLY, BENTLEY LOST HIS BATTLE WITH BONE CANCER AT 11:30AM
ON DECEMBER 28, 2005, EXACTLY ONE YEAR AFTER ARRIVING IN BEAUTIFUL ST. GEORGE,
UTAH. HE DID CELEBRATE HIS FIRST CHRISTMAS IN UTAH, AND LOVED UNWRAPPING
PRESENTS, JUST AS HE ALWAYS HAS. WE ARE TERRIBLY SAD AT LOSING BENTLEY,
BUT WE KNOW THAT GOD MUST HAVE WANTED HIM BY HIS SIDE AWFULLY BADLY TO HAVE
TAKEN HIM. MR. MAGOO (HE WENT BLIND THREE MONTHS AGO) HAS LEFT TO BE WITH LOLA AND RAGS, TWO OLD PALS WHO PRECEDED HIM TO DOGGIE HEAVEN.
BENTLEY WAS ELEVEN YEARS AND THREE MONTHS OLD.
The Prince is Sleeping
- 1/28/05
He came to us - a ball of fur,
A newborn bundle of joy.
How could we know what he’d become,
That rascally Bouvier boy.
Swaddled in love and attention,
With not a mean bone to his name.
Our Bentley stole into our hearts,
Now we’ll never be the same.
Huge brown eyes, a big black nose,
And fur a charcoal gray,
Giant paws of gentleness,
A tongue to lick one’s cares away.
He had a heart of endless love,
He shared it with those he met.
And every child who crossed his path,
Wanted him to be their pet.
The years marched on, our little boy aged,
Yet never in our eyes.
To us he was always our sweet, little boy,
A puppy of the hundred pound size.
He loved to romp in the frothy surf,
To sit with the wind in his face.
To stroll down busy city streets,
Accepting his public’s praise.
But all good things must come to an end,
And Bentley could not break that rule.
Not all our love and praying,
Could stop that fate, so cruel.
He battled hard to stay with us,
Yet in the end we knew.
God wanted Bentley at his side,
One of His chosen few.
I wonder how he’s doing these days,
With wings to carry him,
From heart to heart, our bundle of joy,
Unhurriedly soaring on the wind.
Sleep,
sweet Bentley, as long as you wish!
Bentley's Way
I move about at my own pace,
unhurried and content,
to sniff about this world of mine,
Enjoying each new found scent.
And though I know at times I'm slow,
At times quite nonchalant,
Please use a little patience,
And you'll get just what you want.
Oh sure, I'm not oblivious,
To scurrying little feet,
But I see no use in rushing,
Except when there's a treat.
And though to please, I'm eager,
It's not within my way,
To leap when I am told to move,
Or freeze when told to stay.
Eventually I come around,
I do as I've been asked.
It's just that being so big, you see,
some moves are quite a task.
So, hang in there, just wait and see,
I'm really doing my best.
Enroll me in another class;
I know you'll be impressed.
By Mike, 1997; after watching Bentley at his obedience class!
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