Meet some of the family...

Nothing interesting to tell y'all, so here I'll bore you with some pics of our "children"...

April

Here's a pic of April doing what she does best... begging for food. This shot doesn't do her justice, if you looked up the term "round" in the dictionary you'd see her picture. My mother left April with us when we bought Mom's house... talk about eating her out of house & home...
She's also our smartest and most devious cat. I know it's only a matter of time before she figures out how to use the can opener herself and won't have any use for us meddlesome humans anymore.

Oreo & Jag

Aren't Oreo and Jag sweet-looking as they ruin our leather sofa?

Oreo lives up to the stereotype of cocker spaniels... he's dumber than a rock. He chases light... and I don't mean chasing flashlights on the wall... I mean SUNBEAMS ON THE FLOOR. He walks in circles around the room and bites at the sunlight as he walks by, and he'll do it for hours on end if you don't tell him to stop. He's a little neurotic.

And Jag? Well, Jag's just Jag. She's the "good" kitty... works for a living as the family hunter tracking down field rats, unlike the other free-loading panhandling pets here...

Porsche

This is Porsche displaying her abilities to play fetch as good as any dog I've ever seen. Hard to see I know, but that's a milk-tab in her mouth... you throw it, she bounces over to get it and runs back to drop it at your feet. Over, and over, and over, and over...

By the way, yes I named the sisters Jag & Porsche after a slight car fetish...

Ginger & Bandit

Here's Ginger & Bandit, better known as the "special" children... as in special ed. They're a few bricks short as the saying goes... They also were part of the deal when we bought Mom's house, but they live outside (other than being in the garage in cold weather like right here). But they're sweet and Ginger does a damn good impression of a lion at this time of year with her thick orange mane.

Ashley

Or as Hubby calls her, "Lady Ashley". We got her to lift her head out of the food dish long enough to take her picture. If friends bring their kids over she guards her food dish and hides all her toys... she thinks the kids are other little dogs that are going to steal her stuff. But she's our oldest doggie and I'm afraid she won't be around too much longer.