Autumn in Australia means warm days and cool nights. Urban outings are a must.
Photographed in March 2016 at a landmark, historic recreation space in Sydney’s Paddington, our Autumn 2016 shoot features the Metron Collar and Lead set in Lake – and stars an Alaskan Malamute named Cooper and his dad, Sydney DJ and producer Mason Andrews.
Model: Mason Andrews and Cooper Photographer: Ryan Vox
Photographed in December 2015 at a secluded port in Sydney, our Spring / Summer 2015 shoot focuses on a selection of pratical accessories – showcased on Zeus, a blue staffy boy with a lot of energy and heart.
Summer for us means being outdoors, enjoying our surrounds, catching up with friends – and plenty of trips to the beach with our dogs. The great thing about all our walkwear is that they are colour-fast, durable and quick-dry. Plus, as you can tell from Zeus, they stand up to the test of a bigger dog with lots of play in him!
Perhaps the busiest day on the Haus of Harley calendar every year is the RSPCA Million Paws Walk. We’ve been lucky enough to have been a part of this event now for the last 3 years and we love it.
Seeing people and their dogs enjoying themselves and supporting a great cause is amazing. It’s always busy day for us with so many people dropping by our stand and 2015 saw a lot of fittings for our Barking Basics Soft Mesh Harnesses and Collars – so much so that it was over before we knew it!
We always have a great time and can’t wait to be a part of this awesome event next year!
Judging by these pics – it seems purple was the favourite colour choice this year!
When we adopted Harley into our lives we understood that she was a very special dog because of her background. She was such a loving and affectionate girl but Harley never really learnt to play – either with toys or even with other dogs. Sure, she got along well with animals and people of all shapes, sizes, ages and breeds but she was a reserved girl nonetheless – certainly not the type to chase a ball. We just accepted that this was Harley.
It was with a lot of trepidation that we introduced Darby into our household some nine months later. Without having been privy to his background it felt as though we invited the unknown – and in a way we did. Darby was small. Underweight, confused and scared of people (especially me towering over him at 6ft) it took a bit to get Darby settled but we were thrilled to see an instantaneous bond between he and Harley. As Darby’s health returned his personality broke through and we found an affectionately clingy and playful little man.
Whatever his background, Darby certainly loves squeaky toys. We have never kept any toys in the house because they would be useless on Miss Harley, so we only discovered this penchant for plastic as a photographer tried to get Darby to pose for a shoot we participated in. Darby loves hearing the toys squeak, loves holding them in his mouth and walking around proudly and he happily relinquishes them so I can throw and he can retrieve.
We’ll never know if Darby used to have his own toys before coming to live with us or if he was even allowed to play. Maybe it’s an instinct thing? Whatever the case, it made me smile to present him with his very own squeeker. But it made me smile even wider when I watched him, after having a good play, climb up on the lounge and place his squeeker next to a sleeping Harley so she would see it when she woke. It’s your turn. I’ll teach you to play, Harley.