Photo Comments Age: 15 Years Sex: Male Weight: 26-50 lbs
Leave a bone for Benny
Benny da Beagle Boy, of course! Legal Beagle, BENJAMIN! (when caught doing something bad....he hears that name a lot!)
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September 1st 2001
Dragging me along on a Flexi-Lead to track the neighbours pesky cats!
Cats that are not part of our pack....hmmmmm, now how do I introduce him to the rescue cat I have in the basement. I think he considers it a skunk or a FUR-reigner.
Mr. Wuffers ( a fuzzy white squeaky cocker spaniel toy that is no longer white and no longer squeaks....OR anything that Carmel or Max has, despite Carmel's rules that are posted on the big white food box.
ANYTHING that isn't oranges!
Benny does not walk...........he prefers "90 mph down a dead end road"!....he hits his fastest speed when coming indoors on a minus 35 degree winter day!
sit up, speak, lie down, speak, eat, speak, roll over, speak, and most entertaining of all, he lies on his back, and holds his toy above his head to admire it!
Benny accidentally found his FUREVER home with us because of his "escape finesse".
He had moved to Saskatchewan from his home in balmy BC, Canada into a lovely house two doors away from us. (They all moved in the day of a typical "welcoming" Saskatchewan blizzard....I'm sure Benny, as were the rest of his family, were VERY impressed!)
Anyway....as the story goes, Benny has a degree in MEA (that's Master Escape Artist) and he would make use of this degree on any occasion that an outside door was left ajar! We as neighbours became very used to seeing him joyously speeding around the area...nose to the ground, brain turned to mush, hearing switched off along with any desire for doggy treats. Hubby and I were very concerned about his safety, as he never watched where he was going, and he was going to collide with a car (or the other way around) on one of his escapades.
There were a few times that we were relieved to see one of his owners making a diving tackle and dragging the reluctant scent hound home....until the next time he could put his MEA degree into use!
Just before the Victoria long weekend in May 2007, I saw Benny pursuing trails only he could identify... at incredible speed. I enlisted Hubby, and we both tried to catch the illusive and brain-dead hound. (At this time, we didnt know his name either, so that didnt help!) I quickly went to his home to let his owners know he was on the loose, but no one was there. So it was back to the pursuit.
Now Hubby and I are no spring chickens (too bad, cuz maybe Benny would have tracked US!), so we were getting rather exhausted pursuing him through neighbours yards. Benny would stop long enough to inhale an interesting garbage pail, cat droppings or such, but would stay just out of our reach, and refused any offer of treats. Aaaargh! A Cocker Spaniel he ain't!
Finally, Hubby chased him through a row of trees right into the path of our 80+ neighbour lady, who was down on her knees working in her flower garden. She clamped onto Benny's collar with a speed that I could never match.....stood up and said "Is this the dog you were having so much trouble catching?" HMMMMM!
So Benny came back with us, and stayed in our (fenced) yard, much to the disgust of Carmel and Max, who were freaking out at the windows, until his owners came home.
The neighbours explained that they knew he had escaped, but they had an appointment, and ran out of time looking for him. They also said that they were leaving for the long weekend, and needed someone to look after him, so we offered. And over to our house came Benny's crate, toys and other paraphernalia.
However, after 4 days of laughing at this "clown in a Beagle suit", we were more than delighted to give him his FUREVER home, when his owners returned and admitted that they had had enough of his escapades.....and would we consider adopting him? It didn't take long to make the decision.......and Benny had officially arrived....MTCAMD (thats "much to Carmel and Max's disgust!) You'll be seeing that phrase often as his story goes on....so I will shorten it to the initials.....hmmmm, there's a name for that but I cant remember it right now...senior moment!
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