OLD "SNARLES"

Harley, a little dog with the biggest and most ferocious snarl I've ever heard, appeared in our lives three years ago. He was actually about an hour away from being deported to the SPCA when, by happenstance or possibly the decree of fate, my college boy suddenly appeared at home and exclaimed: "Hey, I've been wanting a little dog like that!"

'Twas indeed a match made in heaven. Harley spent a few years in Richmond chasing, uh, females at Virginia Commonwealth University, then returned to the Old Homestead in search of a job. He quickly got back his old position of official noisemaker.

In case you haven't noticed from the picture, he loves to play...