Unfortunately Harvey left us earlier this year and this little blog is dedicated to him. Let's start by remembering him with two videos from when he was at his prime.
The second video doesn't always show up on mobile devices so I'm providing a link address as well.
Link to Harvey's Exmoor Adventure for Mobile Devices
Looking back now I realise Harvey was always such a big dog. "Big for his breed" people would say; and those eyebrows gave him such gravitas. But for all that he could also be a bit of clown, whether it was getting over excited when he realised he was going for a walk on a beach or racing round the field to chase rabbits gathered by the pond who just waited patiently until he was a few yards away and then slipped through the fence. Such things give a dog character, as did his loyalty and presence. He could growl and play fierce when he needed to and I have a scar on my thumb to show he could snap (especially if you shone a torch in his face when he was ratting!)
|Harvey in his chair alert and on the look out!|
|Being stoical with the cone and buttoned ear|
|They let you know when enough is enough;|
my final picture of Harvey on his last night on earth.
I made a shorter video based on the Dylan Thomas birthday walk where I'd actually started to read the final verse of the poem to Harvey. Nice and poignant.
Time is ultimately a great healer; we now have Grace the GSP and eleven years of wonderful memories of Harvey. Of course he can't come back and of course Grace will be Grace and not Harvey and in time she will be a wise old lady plodding along a beach avoiding getting her paws wet; before then she's got an awful lot of living to do!
|He lives in me!|
|Harvey: December 2002 to June 2014|