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Buddy, Molly, Princess, Amy, Grace, Runtu, Matt, Harry, Herma, Allen, Maddie, and London. They are my rocks, my pride and joy. I honestly don't know who or how i would be without them. I love them with my life. Even though some names on the list still aren't here with me, they will always be remembered. Buddy's death hit me the hardest, he was my first dog and a car had to be his way out. I cried but he gave me 4 other dogs to hold his and his wife's memory. I remember once, I was washing the dogs with some friends and right when we finished washing Buddy, he ran to the dirt and started playing on it, making the others soon follow. Even though I love them, I sometimes can't handle them. They are a complete mess. They stink up the house even though we wash them all the time. They bring dead rats, birds, and iguanas into the house. They bark excessively. When I step out of the room, they eat my food.  They go into my neighbors fountains and relax. They like listening to yoga meditation music, it puts them to sleep. They take care of business ANYWHERE. But at the end of the day, I love them and will love them forever, cause family is family. They make every day a little more entertaining and I wouldn't change any of them if i had the chance to.