Harley (nee Scotti) came to me as a 2 year old from BREW in 2001. My roommate was fostering at the time and the first night, he slept at my feet. He never had to look any further. Over the last 15 years we have moved many time (mostly around NoVA, but the last move was to Las Vegas six years ago). Even a couple months ago, he was doing well, even having an occasional case of the zoomies. I could never have asked for a better dog. His disposition was unreal... good-natured every minute of the day, friendly to any human, friendly to any animal (and even tolerant of cats). He was, in this crazy world, my sanity-check and what I looked forward to at the end of every work-filled day.
Published: November 10, 2016