A newly adopted stray dog saved the life of a newborn baby in the middle of the night.

The Robinson family bought a house in an isolated area, where they wanted to build a farm.
Mrs. Robinson was pregnant and had to give birth to her second child, a boy, in 4 months. As soon as they moved into the new house, they started arranging the child’s room to be ready when the new family member was born.

Because they lived in an apartment where the owner did not allow them to have a dog, the Robinsons now wanted at least one puppy, being animal lovers.
The two spouses, together with their 6-year-old son, Matias, paid a visit to an animal shelter to choose a dog. They wanted a puppy that would not be aggressive and that would grow up with the children on the farm.
After visiting the paddocks and learning the sad stories of several dogs, they were very undecided about which dog to choose.

At the end of the visit, they passed a 4-year-old pit bull named Benson. He stood back with his tail between his legs and his head bowed, he seemed to have completely lost confidence in people.
The Robinson family wanted to know Benson’s story, and the animal shelter volunteers told them that Benson had a very sad life. He was used in dog fights and then abandoned on the streets, where volunteers found him. After a period in the dog shelter, Benson was adopted by a couple, but after only 2 weeks he was brought back to the dog shelter on the grounds that Benson is aggressive with his owners and has behavioral disorders.

Even though the volunteers did not recommend that Benson be adopted by a family with children, Mr. Robinson insisted on giving Benson a chance so they adopted him. Even the road to the car was difficult because Benson was not used to walking on a leash, but in the end, they got home.
In the early days, Benson was very withdrawn, shy and suspicious. But over time, Benson began to adjust and form a bond with all members of the family, especially Matias.

After Mrs. Robinson gave birth, they brought the baby home and introduced him to Benson. He smelled the baby and licked his face lightly. From that moment on, the owners knew that Benson was a wonderful dog and that the two would get along well.

One night when the baby was only two months old, the Robinsons were awakened in the middle of the night by Benson’s loud barking. He barked incessantly and tried to reach the baby’s crib, but could not get past the crib’s protective bars, He started bitting the crib trying to reach the baby. At first, the Robinsons were scared, thinking that Benson was trying to hurt the baby, but when they took the baby in their arms, they noticed that the baby was no longer breathing.

They rushed him to a nearby hospital where doctors were able to resuscitate him. The doctor told the parents that the baby would have died if he had been on cardiorespiratory arrest for more than 30 minutes.
Benson became a hero and proved that nothing is accidental. The Robinson family saved Benson, a dog no one gave a chance to, and Benson saved their baby’s life.

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