I met him once.
Awed by his loud pant and heavy Deuter backpack on his back when he past me at trekking. And he is gentleman to let me trek ahead of him.
Awed by his swimming when he chased the frisbee branch thrown into the pool. And he is gentleman with his rough paws on me when racing for the same frisbee.
Awed by his strength letting a gal ride on his back while swimming. And he is gentleman by understanding our needs.
Awed by his adorable face when he was sad or sleepy; cos he loved every moment with us. And I shall miss you.
God Bless You, Ben. Dogs go to heaven too!
|Ben giving his back ride to his master|
|Swimming at Penang Beach with buddy|
|Very supportive to ladies, deserved good bed|
|7 Aug 2003 - 18 Jan 2012|