That's Mr. Griffey on top, and Oscar on the bottom. Griffey still doesn't like me, although we've undertaken Operation Treat Overload to try to get him on my good side. Despite the fact that after 8 weeks I never so much as raised my voice at him, he's wicked skittish around me still. If we're out walking on the leash, sometimes he lets me pet him, but other times he lies down on the ground, crouching, in a super submissive pose like he thinks I'm going to beat on him. It's all very strange, especially since his prior owner was supposedly a single woman. Griffey absolutely loves Mrs. Dynamite, and gets along great with Oscar, so we're still trying to see if he can make it work with me. It's especially hard because I can't even put his harness and leash on him without help from my wife to corral him.