[Skooz]

My grandmother had a vicious little Pomeranian named Baby. When she was tired of you petting her, she would bite you. If anything fell on the ground, it was hers. Anyone trying to pick up anything off the ground would get bitten.

She looked EXACTLY like the top picture.

[R. Scott]

My late wife called him “The Tax Man” - he demanded 10% of every thing we ate.
He also thinks no one should ever leave once they come in. He welcomes people at the door, then goes into his vicious killer dog act when they try to leave.