Depot Hill's favourite dog passes away: RIP Harry
HANGING on the wall at the Fitzroy Pub lies a teddy bear, a chain and a picture of a loveable mate.
Ask any regular at the Fitzroy why they come down and it's a similar response. Not for the beer or the company, but to say g'day to a gentle giant.
He was a good dog, Harry, a care-free French Mastiff, a loveable sweetheart, followed everywhere by a trail of dribble.
Yesterday, publican Bernard Gribble was forced to put down Harry when his pain became too much of a burden.
He was buried out the back of the pub and many a drink was shared in reminiscence.
"Harry didn't care about anything, if he wanted to walk down the street he would, cars would come around the corner and he would make them wait then slowly wander off," Bernard chuckled.
"He will be sorely missed, great with everyone.
"If there was ever children or a puppy that needed looking after, he would stay near them all day.
"He was a very popular dog, people would come down to just say g'day to him."
Sadly Harry's story wasn't always a happy one. Bernard had purchased a mistreated dog. A abused dog. It took him 12 months to bring him back to normality.
"He had been damaged. He had been belted, there were a lot of issues for him and it took about a year to get him right again," he said.
"But then he was wonderful. He was best friends with a goose named Donald, he would head over to him everyday at around 5.30pm.
"At night he would go into security mode. If anyone came near my room he would eat them.
"He wouldn't eat dog food, just whatever I was eating.
"He was my dog, but he was the local dog. Everyone loved him."
Bell Carroll and Tony Maycock would await Harry's arrival at the back door every day when he would drift in.
They were among the masses to farewell the loveable pooch on Thursday.
"He was a legend and a sweetheart," Tony said.
"Just a happy giant who would dribble all over you. A one of a kind dog.
"Actually the first time I met him I walked in the back and didn't know whether he would bite me or lick me to death.
"He was our big gentle giant and will be missed."