Meet My Zoo...
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Here in my Romance World, things are as Write as Raine.....
Taffeta (Taffy-Toes) aka Noe, Noefkin, Super-fluff, baby-love, et al... in her head she's really a Great Dane and is the "scary Great Aunt" of the bunch. Ridiculously spoilt of course, and hasn't a clue as to how couch dogs should behave. "Stay clean? Me? This is a joke, right?"
Keila (pronounced Kyla) aka Mommy-love aka Pork Chop aka Rotunda. She's the matriarch of the family and rules with an iron paw. A German Shepherd cross Doberban, she has the most wonderful nature and is full of fun - actually she's still the naughtiest of the bunch, with definite cleptomaniac leanings (for attention of course...)
Mojo - aka Prince Butterball or Studmuffin - is also one of Keila's babies and has inherited mom and dad's sunny disposition. He is a really sociable fellow, hence my very high fence (he can actually climb!) His real name is actually Mozart, from the impressive and very musical howl he also inherited from dad. He also has the most lovable nature and is immensely canny and clever - a pretty neat package is my boy. If I wrote canine romance he'd definitely be hero material...
Cracker is... well, Crackers, I suppose. Or Brat-Cat. She's pretty ferocious and most of us have a healthy respect for those claws. But she does have a fondness for fabric - the "blinger" the better - which is something of a hazard when you're doing designer gowns! And she's hugely playful, which is also a hazard because she likes it rough...
Roscoe is our new baby. He was a little feral kitten which we rescued and hand-reared along with his two brothers. He's a "cruiser" - has just accepted that he has these huge "brothers and sisters" that love to love him (we regularly find him thoroughly slobbed) and nothing seems to phase him at all. As long as he can eat, sleep and play, he's cool...
Pia (which means "little girl" in Danish) is actually a dwarf German Shepherd. She's a pretty little thing, with the wolf colouring coming out strongly. She was the runt of the litter and we nearly lost her, and she survived by being bottle fed. Her nature is delightful - I'm convinced she spends most of her life talking to the fairies... She and Sherman are "family", and she's also just boarding for a while.
Sherman was the first-born of Keila's litter, and got his name from the fact that he had a tank mentality - just push straight through the opposition. He looks a lot like his dad, who was a German Shepherd cross Timber Wolf... He's just boarding with me for a while until his "family" moves into their new home.
And that's it. For now, anyway.....
