This Page was Updated December 18th, 2004

Welcome To

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My Name is Harley

I live in Alberta, Canada and I am a Dalmatian. Before I came to live here, mom said life was a little dull. This is a picture of me when I was a puppy. Now that I'm grown up, mom says I'm not such a handful. I am so excited I have a playmate. Cricket came to live with me in January of 1997. Someone just threw her away! Can you imagine that! Mom brought her home just for me. Cricket was not real healthy at first, but after mom took her to see Dr. Doug she was much better. We spend our days running and playing. We are always together and I look after her like a big brother should. Sometimes I have to fetch her for mom when we need to go in the house and Cricket is not paying attention. She can't hear us at all because she's deaf, but we love her anyway. Isn't she beautiful? Cricket is very smart and has learned many hand signs.

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Hi, I'm Cricket!

I am very excited to be on the world wide web! I came to live with my family almost 8 years ago. I didn't have a great start in life, but once I came here I was very happy. It took some time for me time to adjust because I'm a deaf Dalmatian you see and sometimes I had trouble understanding mom when she was waving her hands at me. I have learned many hand signs over the years. I'm just like a hearing dog but I can't leave my house or yard without my leash. I can't hear danger like Harley can. Some of my favorite things to eat are apples and peanut butter. I love any kind of vegetables. Mom has to keep a fence around the vegetable garden becasue I love freshly dug carrots. I'll even find my own potatos in the garden. Living here is wonderful! You can e-mail me if you like! Just because I'm deaf doesn't mean I can't read!


Read Cricket's Story
Training Cricket Plus Hand Signs!

A Dog Sits Waiting

A dog sits waiting in the cold autumn sun
Too faithful to leave, too frightened to run.
She's been here for days now with nothing to do
But sit by the road, waiting for you.
She can't understand why you left her that day.
She thought you and she were stopping to play.
She's sure you'll come back, and that's why she stays
How long will she suffer? How many more days?
Her legs have grown weak, her throat is parched and dry.
She's sick now from hunger, and falls with a sigh.
She lays down her head and closes her eyes.
I wish you could see how a waiting dog dies.

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You can E-mail Harley & Cricket

This Page Was Created On January 30th 1996 and Updated December 18th, 2004