The four of us (Stephen, Martha, Pixie, and I) have a new friend. He could almost be called a pet, but to be a pet that would mean that I would have to feed him or change his water or let him out...you get the point. This is the best kind of pet, a friend. At first, I was scared to death, and I'm still a little skittish of him and his kind. I don't want to touch him, or have him touch me, but I do get worried about him, so that must mean my feelings are changing for this little guy. This is Dennis. Dennis Hopper.