The scheming dog!!
Oh, how I loved the scheming dog. Looking back at his enemy in the alley and plotting his revenge... Waiting for the chief to get to the fridge so he can pounce his little body at him... Looking at himself in the mirror, I was expecting him to pass his furry little paw under his eye, enraptured, just to reflect philosophically at his own immortality. If ever there was a character that should have been president, it was him.