Uncle Harry - beagle/bassett mix

About Me: I've had a rough life up until my current parents inherited me. I don't remember much about the first couple of years - only that whatever happened to me, traumatized me slightly and I have never quite recovered. Then a wonderful young man adopted me from the Humane Society, but soon after passed away. Thats when his best friend, my new mommy, inherited me. I've been in heaven ever since.

Nicknames: Hairball, Hairs, Mr. Pemberton

My Motto: Who cares if I'm old and stinky and have a googley eye?

Likes: napping, howling, playing with brother Jonah, licking my feet, standing by the door - begging to go out, house patrol, and being scratched for a minimal amount of time

Pet-peeves: not being let outside in a timely fashion, being stared at, having my picture taken, being critizied for my severe gas, my seizures, people calling me fat (I'm festively plump), people getting in my face and that damn squirrel!

Best Tricks: I can speak on command unlike my little brother and I can sing along with those dogs barking jingle bells

Favorite Activities: barking at passers-by, resting my weary bones, getting treats, lurking in the kitchen and randomly attacking my baby brother Jonah

Favorite Food: I will eat absolutely anything

Favorite Toy: gay farmer

Favorite Walk: leash or not, I'm just happy to be outside