Family Portrait

This is my brother Wicket, a three year old Min-Pin & Cairn Terrier mix. Mom found him in a box on the street corner, ala Oliver (the cartoon not the live action movie).

The pretty Blue Russian is of course my dance partner (sometimes sparring partner) Rei. Aunt Kristy-bell calls her a hussy, though I'm not really sure what that means. She belongs to the guy at the top of our stairs (he's always in his room so I don't know what he looks like, though I do like the taste of his shoes).

This P-I-M-P is Zach. DO NOT mess with him. He's a creepy crawly assassin who jumps out of dark corners and off high places. Once when I was an adventurous young pup (as opposed to the mature 9 mo I am now) I did my classic butt-in-the-air let's play move. Mom said it was fortunate Zach didn't use his claws 'cause he smacked me across the face and made me fall over.



This is Dopey. He's my best friend in the whole world, even though he tries to steal my food. It's sad really especially since I'm bigger than he is.