That's them. The dad and I got along great. Their uncle was the longest tenured Royal Roasarian ever.
The dad was the 'official' vet of the Trail Blazers.
Sadly, the oldest boy was good friends of that nincompoop who ran unsuccessfully for mayor's son. Oh yeah, his name was Frank Ivancie. You probably remember his son.
My ex wife also had a half brother who was constantly in trouble with the police. Once got a prostitute over at the animal hospital shot himself and his friends up the penicillin and locked one of his buddies in a dog cage. Got caught, too. Finally, the judge told him to either go in the Army for four years or go to jail. He chose the Army. While in the Army he somehow won an appointment to West Point. Beiog the screw up that he was he got caught in bed with the commanding general's daughter. He still managed to graduate with a degree in engineering from there about midway up in his class.
The whole family belonged to the same denomination as me.