In Memorium

Elmo Hat

Filed under: Minneapolis Era,Pictures — May 3, 2008 @ 1:45 pm

elmo hat

Harley always loved parties.  He was really in his element.  This is one of my favorite pictures.  It’s the wallpaper on my phone.  Tom took it with his phone.

Back Seat Driver

Filed under: Minneapolis Era,Pictures — February 22, 2008 @ 6:16 am

back seat driver

Here is Harley getting comfy in the back seat of my rental car with his little fleece blankets.  He was so good in the car.  Perfectly content.

A Nice Place For a Nap

Filed under: Minneapolis Era,Pictures — February 20, 2008 @ 5:37 am

bass drum

Sometimes Harley would do these things that were SO ENDEARING in that there was such GENIUS in the irony.  I would laugh to myself…Silly Dog.


And then he would do something to make me wonder…Just who was pulling who’s leg?

I miss my little genius.  :)

Harley Fort

Filed under: Minneapolis Era,Pictures — February 19, 2008 @ 6:10 am

wet dog

Here’s a wet Harley drying off with his favorite squeaky toy.

wet dog

He’s snuggled up in a pile of things drier than he.

The Dreaded Bath

Filed under: Minneapolis Era,Pictures — February 18, 2008 @ 4:40 am

bath face

One of Harley’s least favorite activities was the dreaded bath though he started to tolerate it a little better in his older age.

me and har bath

I’d always swaddle him up afterwards to dry him out a bit. Then as soon as I put him down he would run around in circles until he was dry.

me and wet har

I would always get my little snuggle moment before that. He wouldn’t tolerate it for long, but I think he appreciated all the love and attention more as he grew older and less restless.  When he was a puppy, he would run and hide at the mere mention of the word ‘bath’.  But the older he got, the worse his hearing was.  So I didn’t have to chase him around as much :)

World Beat Grooves

Filed under: Minneapolis Era,Pictures,Rockstar Harley,Team Millennium Moon — February 17, 2008 @ 6:12 am

world beat dog

Here’s Harley chillin’ to Amber’s phat world beat grooves. He’s kickin’ it on Meg’s orange chair with his squeaky purple bunny. He loved that bunny.

Build Your Own Fort

Filed under: Minneapolis Era,Pictures — February 14, 2008 @ 2:30 am

harley under table

Harley liked to hang out alot under pieces of furniture – coffee tables, chairs, musical equipment, what have you.  Once he was in there, it was HIS space.  Like a little Harley fort.  God forbid anyone should try to invade the Harley fort – wittingly or not.  That was how you unleashed the POWER that was HARLEY!

Harley and Beth Metal

Filed under: Minneapolis Era,Pictures,Team Millennium Moon — February 12, 2008 @ 6:06 am

harley and beth metal

Another one of Harley’s favorite people was Beth Metal.  Harley LOVED it when Beth came over.  He would get so animated.  He would run around in circles in front of her.  I think he appreciated her raw spirit and energy.  Beth was the only person in Minneapolis who watched him while I was out of town.  He wouldn’t really tolerate it from anyone else.  But being with Beth was like being on vacation!  Here he is mesmerized by her every thought.

Orange Bows

Filed under: Minneapolis Era,Pictures — January 28, 2008 @ 6:51 am

Orange Bows

Harley was kind of a chameleon dog.  He would look really different depending on how long his hair was.  People would say he was chubby when his hair was long.   But he never was.  He was always a lean, mean, fighting machine – albeit a furry one.  Sometimes the groomer would put these cute little bows in his ears.  My dad would get really upset about things like that and his little rhinestone collar.  Boy dogs are NOT supposed to have rhinestone collars – even if they DID match my glasses.  :)

Hanging Out In The Control Room

Filed under: Minneapolis Era,Pictures,Rockstar Harley — January 27, 2008 @ 7:52 am

under console

A very strange night tonight.  My neighbor’s apartment caught on fire.  Barack Obama wins South Carolina.  Remembering Harley getting curious in the control room of Tom’s studio.

making himself at home

Harley just made himself at home.

studio dog

No professional studio is complete without a little white shih tzu.

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