For pure cuteness, Wembley wins. He's sweet-tempered, upbeat, silly, honest, enthusiastic, and generally winsome. Plus, he has a nifty shirt and a funky scat and a hairdo that looks like an explosion. Boober is a close second, but his appeal is that he's not attractive and fun and all that and a bucket of wings. He's dumpy and quiet and nervous and prickly and savors drudgework--but he's happy that way, and serves as the anchor that keeps the others from getting too giddy. He's more of an acquired taste.