Stanley was a foster dog - but it was clear, he was meant to be our dog. He came to us a rowdy adolescent with a Beagle nose and Terrier energy - he could clear a counter in a single bound! We spent our first Christmas at Pet Emergency after he ate an entire platter of cookies. That January he landed a role in a movie where his part was that of a beggar and a thief in "The Family Holiday!

That I don't take him with me nearly enough - and that diets are stupid!