OK, I'm in. The first is my Eenie, a little girl, somewhere around a year to year and a half. She and her 3 sisters were half dead when the shelter got them. They were named Eenie, Meenie, Miney and Moesha. Eenie was the worst off, they said she almost lost an eye. You can tell a little bit if you look hard that one eye is recessed.
The second is Max, who is sort of ours and sort of my mother's. He is a terror, thinks he's a person, and my daughter calls him "maxipad." (thanks to my sister who thought that was hysterical.