This is our pack, cat included.
The pug is Foo, who I delivered almost 17 years ago. The pug in my profile pic isn't him; that's Maggie, who is long gone, but who was the dog who made me fall in love with pugs. They're amazing dogs, despite the many, many issues they have. Foo's dad, Buddha, lived to the unbelievable age of
26!! When I took in Buddha and Ruby (Foo's momma), it was from a friend who couldn't keep them anymore, and Ruby was pregnant. The previous owner found new homes for the other pups, but I kept Foo.
The white dog in the middle is Rocky, also known as Rockstar. He is a rat terrier and is a silly grumpstar. He loves to grr at people, but it's his game. He's not actually aggressive at all, and he loves both dogs and humans.
The other dog is our newest, Angel. She's a pug/terrier/chihuahua mix. She's super sweet, but loves to bark more than we love to hear her bark. She's our only female at the moment. She's a rescue taken from a puppy mill.
The cat is Spock. He was a feral kitten rescued from the park by a friend, who asked if we would take him in. We did, and he's grown into a fine ratter. The other day I really made him upset by stealing a woodpecker he'd caught (!) from him and releasing it. Since Angel raised him, he kind of thinks he's a dog. He is Foo's best friend and loves to mess with him when we're all in bed.