I adopted Harley and his brother Chopper a few months after losing Brandi. They were litter mates and a true hand full. They had so many issues and were so shy. I was trying to potty train them and would give treats when they came back inside. One day Harley finally spoke up and demanded his treat. It was just the beginning of things to come. Harley developed such a great personality and was the clown of the house. He was so happy and loved all of the other dogs. - Sherry Y.