He made us howl with laughter this morning when Teddy, our daughter's bichon who now lives with us, picked up Bentley's tuggy. Bentley was distraught. He stood over Teddy and made little wuffly barks and yips. He might as well have been saying, 'Excuse me old chap but I think that's my tuggy you're playing with.' Teddy of course didn't give up the tuggy so Bentley lay down and put his head on it. Still he didn't take it away. Instead he kept looking at me as if to tell me to come and help. He's so gentle and lovely natured. He's like a good wine, he just gets better as he gets older!
