Kringle was found under the Christmas tree in 1984 after wandering into the house at 3 months of age. A real charmer, he earned a lifelong gig as benevolent ruler over his every domain from New York to New Jersey and back again. Taking no flack from beasts ten times his size, he firmly stood his ground, frightening them into submission by performing his rabies act (psychotic tail-chasing) when necessary. Rest in peace, my best of friends.