City - Plymouth State - MN Country - United States
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(Fifth in a series, see the others in my portfolio Every Picture tells a story...)
Dear Puppy #7, Cuddles and yes as painful as it is, my brother:
I say ol’boy; I read your little retort about me when you left the Mansion some time back. A little bitter about being the last to leave I would say. Well, who can blame you being picked last, where I was the chosen one.
About the tail, ol’ chap… when one is a klutz these things will happen. But living well is the best revenge, I have run of the manor and you I suppose have a nice double wide, or so forth, to bounce off the plywood walls of. Me and mummykins are doing just fine. I have croquet lessons and art appreciation classes, between winning best of show… oh, it does get rather tedious all these blue ribbons and trophies and the sort.
My name, Bentley, by the way was based on the car, which after some persuasion was purchased, after I protested getting into an Audi was just too much beneath my status. And yes, I do have a real Rolex studded collar with Swiss precision timing to help me know when my daily steak tar-tar and crumpets are served. Oh, what’s that, you have liver and onion dog chow everyday, washed down by a little eau de toilet water?
Oh, I am a little smug knowing you and your common owners, what are they chimney sweeps, barkeeps or blacksmiths or some such thing, must be living a few rungs down the ol’ ladder of society. Well, someday you’ll have to come back over for a cigar and a glass of port. Yes, yes that would be golly good fun.
Let’s put our obvious differences behind us… what’s your name again, oh yes Cuddles. My, that does strike terror in one’s heart doesn’t it? Oh excuse me, I almost chocked on my 100% pure Cashmere chew toy.
Tah, Tah for now… say Hi to all the other mangy scamps in your trailer park. Mummy says to say she misses you … not. Oh how shameless of me, I think we need a trip to Godiva for a treat to soothe my guilt. I say please tell the driver to bring my namesake around foresooth. Wags and nips ol’ boy. Sir Bentley Remington the Third.
Photographer of Record: Jeanne Birkeland Writer: Bentley's ghost writer Larry Cuddles Donnelly
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