I got a bunch of adorable pictures of Rocco (11 weeks) and his mom, but he was blurry in all but two and mom was blurry in those two, so I’m afraid you’ll just have to settle for a slightly less adorable one of just Rocco.

I got a bunch of adorable pictures of Rocco (11 weeks) and his mom, but he was blurry in all but two and mom was blurry in those two, so I’m afraid you’ll just have to settle for a slightly less adorable one of just Rocco.
Winty, Winty the schoodle! She is three, and already an accomplished traveller. However, I choose to believe that she was also patiently waiting in this bag under the Christmas tree this morning, ready to leap out and lick the nose of some surprised kid.
I’m gonna guess that ‘Say’ was a victim of autocorrect, but it’s the closest thing I have to a name so I’m going to go with it. Anyway, he’s a he (edited), and he’s four, and he seems very right for the festive season.
Edit: He’s a he, and his name is Zay, according to a little birdie down in the comment section. I see how autocorrect got me on the name, but I have no idea what got me on the gender.
Mabel is three, and has just as much energy as she did when she was six months old.