My name is Harley Boy, and I am a criminal. A sweet, loveable and handsome criminal--but a criminal nonetheless.
My problem is I love food. My foster mother calls me "food obsessed." And I am really, really smart. Why, just the other day, I finally figured out how to open the refrigerator. Is that clever, or what!?! I also have been known to rifle through purses, looking for-you guessed it-food!
But that's not all I do. I am very helpful around the house, too. I like to go to the hamper and pull out the clothes, and then roll around with them. I'm just as cute as can be when I'm doing this.
Besides opening the refrigerator and helping with the laundry, I enjoy lounging on the sofa and going for walks and just generally being an all-around nice, charming, loveable fellow.
Will you be my partner in crime? I will test your wits, but I will love you unconditionally forever.
Yours most fondly,