I love to go on long walks like Harley does but when I think they aren't going the right way or it looks too scary, boy I let them know - I scream and howl so they'll stop and reconsider. They never do so I just tag along behind them anyway. People laugh at the way I walk but I keep practicing anyway. When I'm not walking I love to wrestle in the grass with Little One or chase Stella around. She's scared of me. I used to live in the ghetto in Charleston until my present family found me and gave me a home.