For a few months, I’ve been having a form of baby fever that I call “puppy fever”. I’ve had dogs all of my life, and I felt like it was time to get another. I didn’t care about the breed, just as long as it was a girl, that it would be the perfect timing, and the perfect puppy just for me. A family member had a litter of Presa Canario’s and when I found out there was only one girl in the litter, I knew she was going to be mine. I met and received my baby this past Saturday, and I absolutely fell in love with her. She and my dog, Max, (who is my heart), get along very well. My mom, brother and I went through names the whole week leading up to getting her. I ended up naming her “Harlee Quinn”. Just “Harlee” for short.
