Hey Toby, So glad to hear from you. It sounds like your rescued brother is a bit of a nut–somewhat like Ollie. We think Ollie sees and hears things that the rest of us don’t. This winter mom brushed off her car and stuck the broom upside down in a snow bank by the house. I am sure that Ollie thought it was a monster with spikey hair that was attacking the house! He went crazy barking and circling the broom. Of course, the monster broom had no reactiion which drove him even crazier! He watches tv and when he sees another dog, cat, alligator, kangaroo etc. on the screen, he attacks the screen, barking and carrying on–it gets to the point where we cannot watch anything on Animal Planet when he is around. I wanted to see the Springers at the Westminster Dog Show later this week, but I am not sure we are going to be able to if he is staying with us! Mom thinks it’s funny, but man, I find it annoying! Say hi to your mom and everyone in Califiornia for us. Best wishes, Tak

This is our very first post, and we are somewhat in the dark. Still, the urge to write has overridden our best judgement, and we shall begin by introducing ourselves.
T is for Trini. I am a black and white English Springer spaniel. I wish I knew my age; I think I am around 10 years old. I lost track of time a few years ago when my first family decided they did not want me anymore. I wonder if that was because I am a bit different than other dogs. I was born without a back right leg. It doesn’t bother me as much as it bothers some who see me. Kids are the best and most accepting. It is the adults that sometimes look away. I had some major adventures on the road after I was abandoned, but we will get to that later. I was very, very lucky to be rescued.(Thanks to English Springer Spaniel Rescue.) They plucked me out of a shelter, days away from being put down, and found me the most amazing home ever ………I landed in Ohio and since then I have never had another hungry day. Still, I worry.
Tak is for Takatch. I am an English Springer Spaniel show dog. I am considered very handsome–it is true. Also, I have the burden of living with a semi-neurotic sister (Trini) and an exhaustingly cute but sometimes not to bright, puppy named Oliver. Someone has to keep order and set a good example, and this task falls exclusively in my lap. I will be blogging about the burdens of being the perfect “child.”
O is for Oliver. Hi, hi hi. I’m Ollie, and I am in a constant state of excitement. I am a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. I have no idea what that means, but I am just happy to be alive. I chase anything that moves, but I especially like butterflies, moths, flies… Our house is full of canine craziness–except for Tak, of course.
We will be blogging about our lives and adventures. Our owner would also like to blog about dog stories and creative writing. She is writing another book in our series, and we think she has writer’s bloc! Anyway, let us know who you are and what kind of dog you are. O and T like to make other friends. You will find Tak standoffish!