Bandit is my biggie iggie, and pushing 14 in october. He's not a well guy
but we still have some good days when the weather is cooler. I rescued
him from a guy that was threatening to turn him loose in traffic cause
he just didn't like him. That was in 1999 and he was 5 years old. We
bonded right off the bat and he's been my constant companion since.
He's seen me through many good times and bad times, and lots of road
miles under his tags.
Gracie is my wild child, she's an itty bitty iggie standing only 12 and a half inches.
She is the one that has attitude, and gives me plenty of it when I get home from
work. She scolds me for being gone all day. She turned 2 in April and before she
had even turned 1 she was sporting a cast for a broken leg. IGs are known to have
that happen.
Pixie aka Xie is my recent rescue. She is 3 years old and just 12 inches. This little
girl just stole my heart, she was bone skinny when I got her and had no muscle and
seemed to almost not know how to jump in the chair or on the bed, or do even one
step up the stairs. Its my suspicion she spent alot of her life either in her kennel or
being carried. She is the most sweetest, loving, and innocent thing I've had. She's
learned to jump in the chair and on the bed and doing very well with stairs now.
