Racing

Whenever you would walk anywhere near the stairs, Harley would assume you were racing him upstairs. He was always 'competitive' and had to win every time. Sometimes too he would get to the top, stand on his toes, and peek over the 'bridge' down at you in the family room. And when you threw the ball for Harley to chase, he would always have to time it just right because he would slide all over the place on the tile...a talent he took a while to perfect.