This is Claire...she's from New York. When my roommate first brought her home, I fell over her at least 2 dozen times the first week. I thought it was because I was a klutz (I am, but as it turns out, Claire simply has a knack for not adhering to other people's established boundaries). I stepped on her enough to convince my roommate that I had somehow "twisted" her upper arms into deformity (also turns out...that is just how Claire's bones grew). Claire has a neverending list of "special needs"...she whines incessently at any toy that is out of reach (usually way way back behind the 300-pound armoire that requires rigging the swiffer mop into a retrieving device to successfully remove), she cannot stand to be on the opposite side of a gate that reveals any action whatsoever, no matter how mundane and she elicts a high-pitched scream--part bark, part whine, part growl--and careens off the couch with her teeth bared any time another dog walks within any distance (the actual footage appears arbitrary) that she considers unacceptable of the 8-foot long couch that she considers "hers". Lucky for Claire, she is willing to share the couch with me...