Harley was a gift from my mom to me when I was 14. She was there through thick and thin no matter what. She loved and was gentle with little animals of every species and would cry if I wouldn't let her see them. She was the world's worst dog at times, doing things such as eating an entire couch, a 5 lb bag of sugar, and she was always shredding the trash, until she was older and more mature. I wouldn't have traded a moment of time, the good or the bad, with her. Cancer is an unfair opponent, she fought a hard battle, and I was forced to make the hardest decision of my life and send her on to heaven. She is greatly missed by both of us and Zeta, her French Bulldog buddy. Harley will always be in our hearts and minds, and we will never forget her.
-- Nikki and Jonathan