Spanish Speaking Leprechaun?: My kids

Molly is (roughly) a 3 yr. old boxer mix. We think she's mixed with some kind of hound...maybe beagle. This pic is a little older...she's most likely about 65 lbs now. We got her a month after we moved in to our previously mentioned home to give Woody some company while we were at work all day. She was a rescue too. You see...Superhubbie's aunt used to run a rescue and that's where we've gotten all of our dogs. Molly was found wondering the streets at 10 weeks of age. Mrs. Aunt took her in and asked if we wanted her...we met her on Memorial Day and took her home that night. (Obviously the answer was a resounding YES!) Molly and Woody are truly bro & sis at heart. They play and fight together all the time. Something I didn't mention in the previous post was our nicknames for Woody. So, here they are in no particular order:

Woody (official)

Woodrow (Wilson)

Budrow (pronounced Boo-drow)

Bood (shortened version of Budrow)

Boodie (nick for Budrow)

Molly's names:

Molly (official)

Molly Wally

Wally (short for the above)

Marly Warly (when we want to be goofy)

Marly (short for the above)

So, here's a picture of Marly and Bood hammin' it up.

Since I've got the time now...I'll talk about our latest addition and last doggie - Lady. We got her in March of '06 from the same aunt of Superhubbie. She (the dog...not the aunt) is an English Mastiff. Sweetest breed you'll ever meet! We really don't know how old she is, we think anywhere between 3 and 7 years old. The doggiedoc tried to tell, but she had had such a terrible life before we got her that she is aging a lot faster than she should. Lady has a long story attached to her. I guess her original owner bred her a lot and she was really attached to him, but he died about a year and a half before we got her. So, this guy's son took her and mistreated her. He abused her and starved her. He even threw her down some steps which broke her leg and she had to have surgery. He almost got the humane society called on him, but he gave her away to someone that he knew just so he wouldn't go to jail. The people that got her next were druggies and didn't find the money to feed the dog that they had, but could find the cash to kill themselves with their addictions. By this time, Lady was down to 75 lbs (she should've been at least 150, maybe pushin' 200. So, when we got her, she was in bad, bad shape. She loved everyone that she came across though. Sweet, sweet dog! Lady has, after 15 months of being in our home, she has made it back to 120 lbs and I doubt she'll get any heavier. The doggiedoc said that we're basically just making her life bearable at this point. She has a lot of health issues. But we love her...she's like a great big teddie bear.