My Loves

When I was seven, we adopted our first dog. Her name was Shiner. She was six months old and the last of two pups in a litter. I wanted Jack, her brother, but my parents and my sister had fallen in love with Shiner. We brought her home, and she turned out to be the very best first dog a little girl could have. We had her for 14 years. She passed away this past winter on February 19, 2012.

Rest in Peace baby girl <3

Gunner was Shiner's partner in crime. He is now eight years old. Gunner and Shiner spent a lot of years together. Shiner was Gunner's pal, partner, friend. He misses her.

Gunner is grumpy and growls more than any dog should. It's part of his personality and we really don't even notice it anymore. He is my mom's dog. He follows her around and is always attached to her side. He loves playing ball, especially if the ball is red. He also likes treats.

Brandy, or as I call her, Brandy Wine is two. She was originally my sister dog, but she didn't get along too well with her sister.

She's the sweetest dog, and she's always up for loving and kisses. She lays down and a moment later, she falls asleep. She can fall asleep sitting up or sitting in your arms for only a moment. She loves to dig and run around in the yard. It takes forever to get her inside in the summer and mom is always mad cause she gets dirt all over the carpets.

Baker is my baby. He's about ten months old. We got him two months after Shiner passed away. He helped us through a really rough time.

We call him Baker Baker Troublemaker. He barks too much and runs around like a crazy pup, which he is. He loves his belly rubbed. He also loves to chew rawhide, especially at night. He sleeps in my bed waiting for me to get home at night, and he curls up in a ball next to me at night. I love him to death and I don't know what my life was like before him.