Arrival Story: When my mommy and daddy lost Samson, they were of course sad, but even more sad was my doggy brother Russell. He would sit by the gate on the porch and wait every morning for Samson to come home, but he never did and poor Russell got more and more depressed. Mommy told daddy she thought they should get him another cat so on mommy's birthday daddy decided to take her to PetSmart to look for a new cat. When they got there, they were met by sweet foster mommy, Cindy, who told them about me and my brother Kirby. Mommy fell in love with the two of us and so her and daddy brought us home to what is now our new hunting grounds.
Bio: My brother Harry didn't tell you how we came by our name. Our previous owners loved the Harry Potter books and funny enough their last name was Potter, that is how come we are named Harry and Kirby Potter.