Cats were too finicky. Dogs too slobbery. Hyenas, however, had the benefit of being as misunderstood as she herself was, and Harley set her sights on acquiring one or more early on.
Mistah J thought they were a hoot for laughing at all his jokes.
Red thought they were noxiously noisome if they bothered her plants, but otherwise ignored them.
Harley called them her babies and meant it in ways she would never elaborate on. She was the center of their world, loving her for taking care of them, and loyal in ways neither Red nor Mister J could be.