We lost our beloved Mastiff a few weeks ago. Harley was a "big oaf" but we sure miss him.
We named him Harley because my husband always wanted one...a motorcycle actually but "wasn't this close enough," I asked? He grew fast, as all giant breeds do and before we knew it he was a 135lb lap puppy.
When we adopted our little boys from Korea, Harley allowed the new little men to crawl all over him. I was nervous but he was gentle and patient with them.
I knew the end was coming last year when Harley became very sick. We nursed him through that episode but the vet gently told me we didn't have much time with him. His hips were broken down and the move from Kansas to Oklahoma had been hard on him. Not long after that we brought home our beagle, Cooper. Harley started acting like a new dog, playing and running with the new puppy. I truly believe that Cooper extended Harley's life.
A few weeks ago Harley just laid down and didn't get up. He died peacefully in his sleep. The house feels a little emptier and much quieter without him lumbering about.
Harley, thanks for being a good friend. We miss you.
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