Riley

Ten-year-old Riley came into our lives in October 2010, sadly given up by his previous owners as a result of a divorce. He was just passing through and was supposed to stay with us only long enough to be neutered and then go off to a foster home, but he was such an easy dog to be around, and was a nice playmate and quiet counterpoint to mischievous, noisy and busy Billy, that we decided to adopt him. Riley filled that last vacancy in our pack left by Kirby’s passing, and he now rounds out our 3-dog quota. Riley is quiet, gentle and mild mannered. He is playful with Billy, and gentle with more fragile Jackie. He loves and begs to be petted. Riley’s size and rugged good looks turn heads wherever he goes, too. Seeing him run--heavy feet and with folds of skin flapping, reminds me of a medieval charger in full regalia. Riley is a gentleman in the house, in the yard, in the car, on the street, at the dog park—everywhere. He’s just an all around lovely guy. Fran and Mark Madden, Billy and Jackie. January 12, 2011