Benton. He came from the Pasadena Humane Shelter. They tell me he was part of a pack of dogs found wandering in the hills. Theory is these dogs are bred to fight and when they are too passive, or too beta to fight, they are released to starve or make their way somehow. Benton was covered with scars and bitter when I got him. Now he’s my best friend in the world. Sometimes he comes in the room and just sits there and looks at me with melty eyes like, ‘oh my god, i love you so much’.
Bella. She was seen running back and forth across a four lane highway at midnight. Who would abandon a 7 pound bundle of adorableness? Benton wasn’t too sure about her for awhile. After all, I was his one and only human and he didn’t want to share. But nobody can resist Bella.