Hi there, peasants — I mean, neighbors. My name is Owen. I’m a 6-year-old Yorkie and the REAL head of this household. My humans moved me into Vintage Oaks about two months ago, along with my brother Winston, a Malti-poo, bless his heart, and my sister Daisy — the DIVA!

Vintage Oaks has been great so far. I’ve already become a local celebrity for my daring escapes — you may have seen me out there running the streets with my deer squad. We had big plans. We were gonna take over the cul-de-sac. But then… the humans built a WALL! My freedom...GONE, just like that. Thanks a lot, Mom and Dad!.

Okay, Owen, hand over the mic…

Hello darlings, I’m Daisy — the glamorous Yorkie of the family. My human, Stacey, wisely understands my beauty needs and sends me to the spa every two months for hair, nails, and red-carpet treatment.  My only fear...SNAKES! I simply cannot. So I stay inside where the snacks are, where the pillows are, and where the humans can hold me like the princess I am.

Winston here… finally!. I’m the Malti-poo trying to keep this circus in order. Living with two Yorkies is a full-time job, but hey, at least our humans feed us like royalty. 

Stacey works some fancy finance magic with some big company, and Marcello makes movies and commercials — probably about how amazing we are. Jack goes to Canyon High and loves us so much that he volunteers at the New Braunfels Humane Society.

So that’s our tail — uh, tale. 

If you ever see our humans wandering the neighborhood looking confused, don’t worry — just let us know. We’ll come collect them. They’re still in training.