My nephew, Bailey dog:

A true rags to riches story.

Bailey was born on the streets of Atlanta, living the life of a lowly southerner. He was the type Garth Brooks sang about when he said "I got friends in low places." But at the tender and impressionable age of 2, the Baumer scooped him up and brought him to the Upper East Side of Manhattan to lead the good life. Now he walks in Central Park and takes poos on Madison Avenue, all because the Baumer believed he could be somebody.

He has adjusted beautifully to this new way of life -- when he barks, there is only the faint memory of his southern twang.