Steve was a noble dog. He loved everybody and liked to go to cookouts,
gatherings and meetings of all kinds. He would party all Saturday night and still show up at church first thing on Sunday morning. I'm sure he is in dog heaven now.
She is a sport, always up for a tussle.
Won't tolerate vacuum cleaners, lawn mowers, weed eaters or motorcycles.
Sofie is a Frenchton. A cross between a Boston Terrier and a French Bulldog.
Just lookit them ears.
aka Brute-ster, aka Cherries.
He wants all the attention all the time. He usually somehow manages to get an extra puppy piece. He is a bonofide mutt no doubt but I think he probably has some Kardashound blood. Gone but not forgotten.
He was Brandon's favorite pup from a litter of 5 that we rescued. He was the last to find a home so we got pretty close to goofy ole Schooner. We've lost touch, but I hope he is still having a good life.
AKA Tipper. He was a very sweet and loveable dog. We rescued him from the streets. We reluctantly gave him away to a very good home due to just having too many dogs at the time. Last I heard he was living the good life.