I am 14 years old and mum's oldest living rescue dog.  I was the first here and my job is to keep all these other pups in line.  I know I am actually the favorite.

I am 9 years old.  I was born deaf and visually impaired.  This doesn't stop me from living my best life. I am a rescue from Australian Shepherds Furever and I am the reason mum started fostering other dogs. Nothing gets passed me and everyone knows I am the favorite.

I am about 8 years old.  I am mum's first foster-fail.  She tried to adopt me out when I was a foster, so I ran away and decided to make her chase me for 8 long weeks.  She found me, brought me home and gave me her last name.  I am also a rescue from Australian Shepherds Furever.   I basically got my way and I know she loves me the most.

I am about 5 years old. Mum was fostering me with Australian Shepherds Furever when Abel decided to teach her a lesson and run from his potential adopter.  I went with her to look for him almost every single time and despite being deaf and visually impaired, I was able to help track him.  Since I enjoyed playing with Abel so much and mum thinks my hugs are adorkable, I too was adopted with Abel as a package deal.  Secretly we all know mum loves me most. 

I am about 5 years old and was rescued by my dad, who has spent years working on this Napoleon Complex of mine.  I am the smallest one with the biggest mouth, and no one seems to appreciate the secure environment that i promote here.  I am the pickiest of eaters so the title of quality control is MINE.  If I don't like it, we don't sell it.  Sometimes when it's really quiet in the house and everyone is asleep I swear mum says I am her favorite.