My best boy

Harry is getting on now, 12 this year. He has a well deserved reputation of being brainless but very affectionate.His affection can knock you off your feet if you're caught unawares. He still thinks he can run and run but soon remembers he can't. The daily dose of medicine helps. He does still manage to bark at anything or nothing, a very big dog bark for one his size that can be heard, we have been told,  all over the village. His specialist subject now a days is sleeping or at least resting a lot.
Most people who know him are quite fond of him; I certainly am.