Bentley still loves being a hotel dog. When new guests turn up he shows off for them, rolling round on the floor and kicking his legs in the air. Everyone just loves him. About 300 of them have offered to take him off my hands - I tell them they'll have to join the back of a very long queue.
Last week we took and afternoon off and went to Cockington Fayre. It's a proper old fashioned country fair. The vicar was smiling from ear to ear as he carried his little dachshund around everywhere. It was like being in an Agatha Christie play. We loved it.
Bob suggested I enter the Bentley into the dog show in the 'most handsome dog' round. There were about thirty competitors, and guess who won?! Of course it was Bentley, he charmed the judges wit his smiley face and wage tail. Bless him. He wore his gold medal for the rest of the day and loved all the attention he got when people stopped to congratulate him.
