Fairy dogmother?

We've had a house guest over the past few days. A cute furry one named Harley. It seems lately that our house has a revolving doggy door on it... last week we put up Maverick and his mommy for a few days and this week Harley. We love that our friends trust us with their beloved pets and feel comfortable bringing them over.
Maverick is the most well behaved dog we know. He's smart, sweet, obedient, and extremely cute. Those actually sound like qualities I was looking for in a man back when I was on the dating scene ;-). Our experience with Harley has been quite colourful. He's also sweet and cute, he also appears to be quite smart, but obedient he is not. At least not yet. He's still a puppy and hasn't learned the limitations imposed by humans on when it's not ok to lick someones face, or when putting your huge paws on the baby might not be helping as much as he thinks it is. He is very gentle, though.
Trent loves Harley. His little face just lights up whenever he sees him, and Harley has really taken to Trent, too. Trent lets out huge belly-laughs whenever Harley comes near him, and giggles whenever Harley licks his hands. He doesn't know quite what to think when Harley licks his face, though. You can see the confused look on his face as he tries to figure out if he's cool with it. Then he'll smile and giggle.
The cats aren't too enthused about Harley. Nikki's spent most of the time upstairs hiding and Onyx has periodically ventured downstairs and stalked him from high ground while growling and hissing at him. Harley doesn't understand that he's in their house and they rule. But Onyx is being very vocal about letting him know that.
Last night Harley cuddled with Trent while Trent napped and it was the perfect Kodak moment: