I've had dogs my whole life, and currently we have 5. I use their names for my crunching systems, so this is crunching-related.
Gavin, basenji, 30lbs, my daughter got him while in college (bad idea), one of her roommates abused him, so we kept him. He's old and grumpy now and mostly does his own thing.
Juno, chihuahua, 5lbs, someone gave her to my daughter while she was in college (bad idea to give an animal as a surprise gift), she got stolen a week later during a breakin, detective found her a few weeks later, so we kept her. She is my wife's little pal.
Sheldon, beagle, 30 lbs, found by animal control and turned in to the shelter, microchipped but owners didn't want to pay the $50 fee, so we adopted him. He loves everybody as most beagles do.
Bella, toy fox terrier and mixed breeds, 10lbs, found her down by the river abandoned, never would have lasted the night with coyotes and bobcats around, so frightened she was literally paralyzed so we thought she had been hit by a car. I was finally able to get her to stand up and walk, and she's been my little buddy ever since.
Kenny, chihuahua, 12lbs, abandoned on the street by his owners after 10 years. We fostered him from the local shelter because he would have died there, not eating and lost a lot of his hair. After a year nobody wanted this old, heartworm-positive, partially housebroken dog, so we adopted him too. His hair has grown back, increased his weight 50%, and he's happy but still has trouble trusting people (I don't blame him).
Before this current set we had as many as 4 beagles at once, and before that labs. When the last lab Willy passed we decided to get smaller dogs; Willy gradually lost the use of his back legs, so I had to carry him a lot, and when you get older with a bad back, 70 pounds is a lot to carry.