Even though I am a major dog person, I had (gasp!) never had a dog inside the house before Jazz. My sneaky husband actually bought him for our daughter, but then called and said he was bringing a yorkie puppy home for my birthday. I was furious and said there is no way I would EVER have an inside dog. I had never had a yorkie, nor had I given them much thought. I always had cocker spaniels. I told my husband not to bring the puppy home, to give him away.
I thought having an inside dog was too much work. Plus, everyone I knew with an inside dog had problems leaving them when they traveled.
Well, fortunately, he did not listen to me, and brought the puppy home. It was love at first sight, for me. I used to see pet owners on TV referring to themselves as dog parents, and say " How stupid. I am no dog's mother."
Well, now when people ask how many kids I have, I always include Jazz. He became
my dog, my little boy, my daughter's naughty little brother, my best friend.