Growing up, my family always had "real" dogs...full sized lab mixes, etc. My wife and I continued that trend for our first few years of marriage..but all the moving, small yards, and other circumstances caused us to have to part with all of our large dogs. We've also had a string of cats...that have had unfortunate run-ins with automobiles.

Well now we have a cat that we've managed to keep in the house that is rather quirky...a lynx point siamese. In addition to the cat, the large dogs have been replaced with a ShiTzu (that my wife bought) and a Yoodle (a Yorkie/Poodle mix that we inherited from my wife's sister). The Yoodle is 100% my son's dog. The ShiTzu, Cinda, was supposed to have been my wife's dog (much like yours), but somehow has really attached herself to me. She's really the sweetest, most human-like dog I've ever owned. I love her to death...but I still can't help but feel a bit unmanly walking a little toy.

I don't guess you ever have that problem yourself though...or if anybody thought it, they wouldn't dare say it. Good God, man, are you a bricklayer or what? Your chest and arms are huge!!!!