Its hard to share a story about Harley. I keep starting over and over. I could probably fill a novel with my memories of all the time we shared together. She was very special and I really really miss her.
Harley used to go with me every time I worked in my rose garden. She would run up and down the fence line with the dog next door while I tended to the bushes.. She loved it.
After every single rose I cut I would bend down and hold it to Harleys nose and she would smell it. Then we would come in the house trim them up, put them in a vase and put them around the house. I even had a good laugh catching sight of her smelling a dandelion in the yard earlier this year. I just love her sooo much.
Today I went to garden and cut the roses.