6

Bentley turned six yesterday, and we celebrated with eggs for breakfast, singing, a new toy, and lots of treats. Our vet once told us that Bentley had very bad liver disease and should be a sick, lethargic dog based on his bloodwork. She said he probably only had two years to live at the very most. That was four years ago. It feels like he's on "borrowed" time, and we don't know how much we have left. But we love him and are so glad he's part of the family. Happy Birthday, Bent!