The beginning - Cowboy

About a year and 3 months ago, I got my very first dog. A tiny Yorkie puppy starving and infested after his owner careless locked him in her bathroom. He ended up with the name Cowboy because of his spunky attitude. He has been a constant in our home and we love him dearly. Somehow, once we bought a house and got settled in, we began to stumble across more dogs that needs our help. So, at the moment, we have seven dogs. From the 3.5 lb Yorkie to our beloved 116 lb. Great Dane, Daisy Duke. This is the story of our struggles and triumphs of living with so many animal companions.