Oh...is this where I should say something? All right then...

Maltese: His name is Chayim, affectionately known as "Yim Boy" or just "Boy". Weighs around 3.3kg (he's a lapdog; short of being called a laptop). He is one and a half years' old. Tends to be rather defensive when confronted with strangers, as are most small breed dogs. His ambition is to be feared as anyone would fear a rottweiler.

Cocker Spaniel: Her name is Carissa Charis, affectionately known as "Rissa" or just "Girl". Weighs over 6kg and still growing; will probably weigh around 10kg when fully grown. She is just past six months old. Very perky and merry, and will follow any stranger home. Her ambition is to become a lapdog, which is a daunting challenge by virtue of her weight.

As you might have noticed by now, they are both inseparable. Both are rather proficient in performing tricks. But I guess that's more a reflection of an intelligent master than an intelligent dog.

Wait...there's someone else we must not forget here...

Maltese x Shih Tzu: In loving memory of Charis (July 2003-May 2005). Died of congenital kidney failure not too long ago. She had a short but meaningful and happy life. She was loved until her last breath. And still is.

Lower life forms, yes. Nevertheless, their undivided loyalty, innocent trust, and fragile abandonment into their master's hands keep me in touch with the imperative of vulnerability in my own life.

You mean dogs don't go to heaven? There are mountains, streams, and streets in heaven...but no dogs?