Hi!  My name is Scrappy Doo but my  mommy calls me either munchkin or hurricane scrappy.  I'm just over 7 months old and my mommy and daddy love me to pieces!  I'm a good boy (most of the time) and I'm fully housebroken (I only have accidents when my parents don't wake up in time to take me out in the mornings).  I bark when someone knocks on the door but once they see me, I just want to be loved and I will lick you to death.  I love to play with my squeaky bear and my squeaky bone.  I will do anything for a carrot - even attempt to climb up mommy so she doesn't get to eat any!  I had parvo when I was five months old and my vet told my mommy that I was very lucky cause the other 15 puppies they saw that had it died and I didn't.  I guess that makes me very special!  My mommy and daddy try to take me as many places as possible so I get interaction with other doggies and their people. 

Hi!  My name is Skye and I turned 5 years old this year.  I'm not a very smart dog but I'm very lovable.  I don't like to be out of my fenced in area in the back yard much - cars scare me.  I've gotten a little fat because I won't even come out of the fence to run around.  Plus, I like to boss my little sister around and steal her food.  Mommy thinks that I have some beagle in me but I'm rather camera shy (or I think it's a toy so I try to eat it) so there aren't very many pictures of me standing still.  I want to try to be friends with the inside puppy but he doens't like me much - I think it's cause I'm so very much bigger than him. 

Hi!  My name is Shadow and I'm almost a year old.  My mommy and daddy love me but hate that I like to dig and then run away so they are looking for a nice family with an enclosed yard to love me for them.  I dig holes under the fenced in area in their backyard that I share with my brother Skye and then run away.  I would be a good inside dog if someone would just take the chance on me.  I have a little brother in the house and my mommy says that I can't come in because I'm not fixed and I'm too rambunctious for the little house they all live in.  I like it outside though - even though because I dig my daddy had to chain me to the inside of the fence.  It may sound mean but if I don't then I might dig my way out and then run into traffic and get run over.  I have enough chain to reach all corners of my enclosure so I still get some exercise.  I can't stay still long enough for my mommy to take pictures of me so I've only got a couple. 

I got Smudge as my first dog out on my own.  I had had dogs growing up but never one this small.  When he was born he was barely big enough for me to hold in my hand.  I met him, rather he chose me, when he was three weeks old, barely moving around much but came right over to me sitting Indian style on the ground and put his tiny paws on my leg and just looked up at me...  When I put my head down to him, he licked my chin then just laid his head down on my leg and tried to fall asleep.  I knew right then that he was to be mine.  He died on November 21, 2006, two days before thanksgiving of a brain aneurysm.  He was my baby and I cried for days after he died.  I still miss him to this day.