Taser is the German Shepherd and despite being a breed of dog that is sometimes thought of as aggressive, Taser is a real sissy. She's such a girly girl. She's beautiful, sweet, and afraid of her own shadow. Don't ever sneeze in her presence because that wills end her running for the safety of her crate. So much for a watch dog.
Gunner is the mutt that showed up, moved in, and then took over our home. He's a funny dog. Funny looking too. He sort of looks like someone took the pieces of several dog puzzles and put them together. I have no idea what kind of dogs got together to make him, but he's strange looking. His back legs are way too long for the rest of him. His ears stick out like the flying nun. And his private parts are ... well .... huge. He acts funny too. I'm pretty sure he's double jointed because his limbs can get into some of the strangest positions. He loves to play and aggravate but is also our biggest snuggler. He will fall asleep in your arms and snore loudly.
Jasmine (a.k.a. Jazz) is the old lady. I'm afraid Jazz isn't going to be with us much longer. She's old. Really old. I think she's around 16 years old and is sadly decrepit. She has trouble getting around, her eyes are nasty and she's losing weight rapidly. She's not really very social but has been getting lots of special treatment in her old age - she gets to stay in doors all day, eats Cheerios with milk for breakfast and peanut butter sandwiches for lunch and dinner.