Yep, I’m not an orphan anymore. I’m that 12 year old fellow who wasn’t very hopeful for a new home when my owner died and I was left homeless. But I kept telling myself- “it only takes one family, Harv, only one”. And there they were. My fosters turned into my real family. They call them “foster failures” but I think they are “winners”. I have three new kids besides mom and dad and three new dogs to keep me company with dog stuff. I knew, when I got here, this was the place I wanted to be. Don’t ever say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks. I figured out how to make them know they couldn’t get along without me, didn’t I? Just a little bit of magic! Yours truly, Harvey Sr.