Found on our doorstep in 1994 after being left by a neighbor, Sammy (on the right) is the proverbial "King" of the animal castle around here, being the heavyweight male -- fixed, for sure, keeping herd over the other fraidy cat(s) of the day. And, of course, any dog stupid enough to get too close. Has been found sleeping on neighbor's beds, entering through open windows.
And Sierra (on left) is the proverbial she-killer of all moving things, including your hand. One's hand is not quicker than her claws! She came in a package deal with Sam.
Lab Teddy does a pretty good tennis ball fetch off the back porch; my leg gets a workout, and so do hers to and from the back of the yard. Often mistaken for a porker ready for stuffing at the luau. Getting up in years (13), but hasn't lost her zest for eating.
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Still figuring out the "how-to's." Teddy on top, then Sierra, with black Sammy at bottom.
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