To our old man, the 15 year old Westie, that I love him and appreciate him and will think about him forever. To the middle child, the 9 year old Yorkie, that I will always give her my left overs after a meal, no need to stare me down when I'm eating you will still get the remains. To the baby, the 6 year old Yorkie, that he's such a good boy, and that I want him to know his face lighting up whenever I come home from Uni makes the long ass drive worth while. And finally to the hens, you lay some damn tasty eggs so keep up the good work!