“I got Benny for my kids and me.
They were ten and twelve at the time.
The day we brought him home he pee’d on the tile floor. He dragged a nearby folded beach towel over to the puddle and covered it. That was the first and only time he pee’d indoors.
I lost my condo in Boca during the mortgage crisis in 2008. I was also in the mortgage business, causing my career to go kaput. I worked several survival jobs to provide for Benny and me.
It took many years to get back on my feet. There was a chance I was looking at being homeless.
Just having Benny in my life kept me sane.
Ultimately, Benny myself and our belongings were crammed into my ’99 Honda Accord (with 170,000 miles on it) and headed north to move in with my girlfriend (now wife).
When we lived in Boca he loved to sunbathe, even if it was 96 degrees. He still loves to lie in the sun, even in the cold weather. He adjusted to the climate change immediately. He loves the snow. The only thing he doesn’t like is, the horses in the park. He barks at them, announcing his presence.
I secretly purchased a heart shaped dog tag with his name and my phone number on the front, and mommy will you marry us? Love, Benny, on the other side of the tag. At first she only read the side with his name on it, so I had to tell her to turn it over. She read the tag and was shocked beyond belief. It was a total surprise. She said, Oh my God, read it aloud and burst into tears. I walked into the bedroom with her ring.
She still jokes that she used me to get to my dog.”