He has a middle name, but we really only use it when he is bad. I'm sure that he heard "BENTLEY JAMES" after I took these photos... and stopped laughing (Yes, they were two separate incidents. He has a thing for toilet paper.).
I don't have kids, but anyone who has met him can tell you that he's an awful lot like a 4-legged toddler.
He will also melt your heart with his adorableness. I'm pretty sure that he could make world peace happen.
He has about a million nicknames, but his first one was "Tiny Peanut." My sister started it, back when he looked like this (the weekend after I got him, he was 13 weeks old):
Why did I name my blog after him? There are two things keeping me going right now... quilting, and Bentley. It seemed appropriate to combine the two.
That, and right after I got Ebbie, I had him down in the sewing dungeon with me. I was working on something and I thought he was asleep. I saw him move out of the corner of my eye, and turned to see what he was getting into. And then I sewed right through my fingernail, and halfway down through my finger.
Um, ouch.
But I couldn't be mad at this:
So I named my blog after him instead.
There will be more Bentley in the future... consider yourself warned. :-)
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