Nancy calls him "Bentley"; I call him "Bud".
Was mowing with the JD 350 sickle mower down in "the bottom" one afternoon and saw something moving in the tall grass.
Figured it was a wild hog, but turned out to be him.
Stopped and turned off the tractor and mower and got down to see him.
He laid down and let me pet him.
Nancy saw us and came over; he followed her back to the house.
Been with me ever since.
Follows me everywhere when I'm on a tractor; rides in the truck with me at other times.
If I walk he either follows or tracks me down.
He just lays in the shade and watches me work.
Somebody threw away a good dog.