These are my little rascals Oli (the dingo-looking lass) and Wes (the lab-looking lad). I adopted them shortly after my mother passed away 3 years ago and they've been nothing short but amazing. They've not only been with me through the rough times but have taught me the priceless lesson of unconditional love through their mischievous antics. Even though under Wes sweet facade lies a heartless car-bumper chewer and Oli a shameless and sneaky fox, I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. They've proven that even though times are tough, there are slivers of joy and hope that can be found in a foxy little snoot and floppy ears.