We have a new puppy at our house! He is an 8 week old min-pin and we've named him Mr. Bentley, because he has a bow tie on his chest as part of his natural markings. He gets called Bentley most of the time though. He is a dear little soul, sometimes in hyper warp speed, sometimes calm, sometimes sound asleep. He's brave and timid and curious, all rolled up into a little black fur baby. And he gets told how adorable he is a million times a day.
Yesterday we went to the Pella Tulip Festival in Pella, Iowa to take photos of tulips. Bentley went with, as I am determined to have one of those dogs that goes everywhere with me this time. Anyway, there was another photographer there and she HAD to have a picture of him by the tulips. He was a reluctant model, but she eventually got the shot she wanted after about thirty tries. Ha! I was glad he was nice to the tulips, because when he comes across a dandelion he promptly rips it head off and shakes the crap out of it. The head of a dandelion fills his entire mouth, so you get an idea of what size he is.
Bentley has caused me to take a new look at things again, from his level. Together we've found some interesting things (at least they are to Bentley): A couple of screws, a few cigarette butts, a link of a chain, interesting rocks that promptly go into his mouth, some interesting leaves, violets at the park...anything tiny that I normally would have passed by. He has caused me to speed up (as he is really quick on his tiny feet) and slow down (because he is so tiny, I don't want to step on him...and he consumes great quantities of my time-- so who cares if something doesn't get done? The house hasn't fallen down around our ears yet). I think we are going to be good friends.