I've had my buddy for 8 years of my life, Sasha. She is a golden retriever and chihuahua mix, about the size of a piglet, and the soul of a lioness. Taught her how to sit, stay, shake, spin, play dead and could stack just about anything the size of a medium sliced pizza on the top of her plump nose, and was also potty trained at 9 weeks. Unfortunately, I left her with my aunt who also loves her since I've moved and my housemates are allergic to dogs but are able to keep her in my house when my housemates are out and about. I still visit Sasha whenever the two of them aren't busy, but I'm still lacking canine in my life. I'm also very energetic and love to play with any dogs for hours on end, and if your dog just loves hanging out I'll hang out with them on the couch, floor, bathtub, wherever. I'll take him on my daily morning and night jogs around the neighborhood and to the nearest park as well. I love all animals, but I feel as if dogs were angels sent from God, and because they love us with their whole selves, we have to make sure they get the love and care they deserve.