Ok, here's how the story goes...
When my dad was recording "Long Trip Alone," he found me wandering around outside the studio...no tags, no food, no money (I know, it sounds like a country song already). Dad picked me up, gave me some grub, and was determined to find my owner. Mom and dad plastered the neighborhood with fliers, hit up all the local dog parks, and even took out an ad in the local newspaper...but it was clear I was destined to be a Bentley, the pedigree of celebrity canines. Talk about hitting the lottery! Now I'm loved, well traveled, and have a family to call my own.
