Harley Bucket

This morning when my father in-law went out to feed the dogs, he found Harley had passed on. Harley passed some time during the night. He was an 11 year old boxer who had survived cancer on his ears. He was a good dog. He was practically blind in the end and was loosing his teeth. The last few days he had been acting strangely as well as been hardly eating for a while now. Harley was a good dog. I remember when we took him in the camper with us. He was anxious and out of his element. We had woke up to one heck of a stinky smell. Turned out he had been trying to go outside to poo and just couldn't hold it any longer. There were other times when we brought him inside the house on cold winter nights to sleep in our room with us. The dog would get up on the bed and try to sleep between us. We allowed it until he stunk up the room with his gas, then he was banished to the floor. Harley was a very gassy smelly dog. He drooled and slobbered all over us but he was a great dog. There were always little birds in his dog run with him. They helped eat his food and he never bothered them. Harley is now free to run as far and wide as his feet will carry him up in doggy heaven. He never be in pain and he will never be unhappy. Rest in peace Harley Bucket.