Give a dog a bone....
As a kid growing up in Northern CA, our answering machine informed callers they had reached “the family zoo". Chickens, a goat, dogs, cats, rabbits.... Hell, we had a miniature pony. My mother believed its better to have pooped and scooped then to never at all because that's what love really is.
The crazy "zoo" has now depleted into just dogs and I moved here to LA and rescued my own, Billy. I don't know ...