We met Henry Snider at the end of my short story class at Hubbard Hall, his father is on the staff there. He and Fate spotted each other a cross the crowded room and had the same made gleam in their eye, Fate rushed towards him. Don’t let her jump on you, we warned. “I love when dogs jump on me,” he said. So he did, and so she did. The two had a blast rolling around the floor together.