In spite of being a certified Cocker Spaniel, Sheba seems to be going for more of a miniature Afghan Hound or perhaps 1950s Hollywood Lassie look. She is very insistent that she is named after the Biblical queen rather than the cat food, and has a raging fuss addiction, being unable to see a lap without laying her head on it and letting her big brown eyes do their magic, or, less endearingly, barking until you stroke her. She does outdoors too, and loves a long walk in the countryside, even if she does tend to get rather ahead of herself and us.
Next we have Willow, right, hurrying to get somewhere as usual, even when she's not sure why. She is rather more tolerant of the litters of puppies than some of our other dogs, and will actually play with them, unlike the other dogs who do their best to deny their very existence. She also enjoys keeping our elderly Mothers' company, which may or may not be related to the extra food treats they sneak to her, when we are not looking.
And finally we have Twix, who by no coincidence colourwise is a chocolate and tan coloured sable (yes, our next white dog will probably be called Milky Bar). Twix is the daughter of one of our original dogs, Amber, who is now enjoying her well earned retirement as, unlike our government, we don't keep raising the retirement age. Twix is an active and naturally svelte dog, who doesn't seem to be filling out as she gets older, unlike dog breeders do.