Name: Harley
Breed: Boxer, English Mastiff, Pitbull Mix
Birthday: Every February
Age: Young Pup
My story is proof that boundless energy, sharp elbows, and a little dog magic can remind hoomans of the most important thing: the healing power of love.💕🐾
#1. The Beginning (When We Met)
I first met my hooman through his brother. From the very start, I couldn’t help myself — I had to share my love with everyone around me. My energy was big, my heart was bigger, and apparently, that’s all it took to win him over.
#2. The Journey (Our Life Together)
These days, we spend hours walking around Lake Michigan — and sometimes in it when the water’s warm enough. I never get tired (though my hooman tries with endless games of fetch). Every morning, I snuggle up with him… until I forget how sharp my elbows are and jab him right in the chest. Oops. But hey, I give more love than I take — and that’s saying a lot, because I take all the treats.
#3. The Heart of the Story (Lesson / Quote)
I came into my pack during a tough time and reminded everyone that love can heal, love can hold, and love always finds a way.
“Love conquers all.” ❤️
The Five Senses According to Me:
👂 Sound: My hooman’s heavy steps on the creaky stairs home!
👀 Sight: Birds. Death to them all.
👃 Smell: Anything my hooman is cooking.
👅 Taste: Saffron. If that’s not around… meat.
🐾 Touch: Nathaniel’s pets.
