We saw Ben in a Rescue home near to our home town. He was very stressed out in the kennels, looking very thin and we were told he was very depressed.
After a few weeks with us Ben settled in very well, he loved the beach which was very close to us, and he would never go out unless he had his ball to carry.
He came everywhere with us in our Motor Home, when we had free time.
Unfortunately, at 12 years old, and with a lot of miles on the clock, we lost our "Baby".
He will be sadly missed . . . but never forgotten.