Heidi is the oldest dog we have at 13, turning 14 in April. I got her when I was in fourth grade. She is absolutely wonderful, albeit quasi-blind and deaf. Bless her heart. She still runs all the time and is curious as ever. She is a miniature dachshund, and to see her and Henrey side by side is hysterical, as she is so super tiny and Henrey is clearly not.
Our most recent dog, Lucy, is my father's princess. This dog is the newest addition to the bunch, at three years old, is incredibly spoiled, and truth be told, kind of a bitch. That said, we love her, in spite of her neuroses. She can be sweet, but has been known to attack my grandfathers, the post man and the sheriff. Way to give our family a good name Lucy. It should be noted that although several people have a problem with this dog, she can do no wrong in my father's eyes. She's spoiled and a bit crazy, but I love her lots.
I love all of the dogs back home equally, but will always have the softest spot for Bella. I rescued Bella in Louisiana from an obscenely obese woman I met at Jack in the Box, who had named her "Pooty Tang." (Not kidding). Bella has the most personality of any dog we have, and she is gorgeous. I have no idea what breed she is, but she is gorgeous and sweet.
My other favorite dog is my another rescue dog, Birdie. Birdie was severely abused and her previous owners broke her jaw, resulting in a crooked face. She is quasi-blind in one eye, and has a snaggle tooth, but she is beautiful and sweet. Her and Henrey are best friends and have so much fun playing. She was malnourished when I got her, but has sense filled out nicely. Unbeknownst to me, she has put on a good 15 pounds since August; my mother insists it is "just her fur." Right. She is so large she can no longer jump up on the beds to tell us good morning. I have begged my mother to put her on a strict diet as soon as the holidays are over. We'll see how this goes.
My brother's dog is Hannah. When Joey got her the breeders told him she was a German Sheppard/Rottweiler mix. Hannah is now 11 and has topped out at ten pounds. She is definitely not a large dog, but rather a dachshund. She's a great dog, and Henrey loves her, but she is not quick to return this love.
There is never a dull moment at my parent's house between all of the usual action and all the dogs. It's like a dog paradise, as they have over thirty acres to run around on. I love coming home and getting to see them all!
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