I’ve been surrounded by dogs (and cats, horses, fish, Guinea pigs, bunnies, etc.) of all breeds, sizes, and ages since forever. From my family's massive beloved Newfie to teeny tiny Yorkiepoo, from Golden Retriever puppies to a Grandpa Golden Doodle, and now my grunty low rider and foster fail leopard dog, I like to think I have shuggled and scratcheled them all. Truly, dogs have been treated like members of my family and I really try to make your pup feel that way when they visit too. 🩷🐶 I do have a toddler at home (hence the Paw Patrol reference), so your pup should be good with tiny humans in addition to an annoyingly affectionate, ridiculously cute basset hound mix, Wilbur, and the sweetest snuggle pup American Leopard Dog, Jane. I adopted these rescues separately, but have basically acquired one dog with eight legs. They seriously sleep in a swirl together (usually on my bed), have daily howwwwwwwling hound choir practice, and now live a hard life of getting constant affection, 1-2 mile daily sniff walks or dog park adventures, mountains of treats and doggy bones, a BarkBox subscription for each I can’t afford, and as many scratches and kisses as I can give my 40 and 60 pound “lapdogs.”