Very big dog. Pretty much everyone I've ever hung out with has at least one dog and usually the little dogs were annoying af. Plus you can't pet a little dog the same way you pet a rottweiler, can't throw a stick and watch them bring back a tree (Bear did that. He'd also retrieve rocks sometimes. Not sure why. I also always wrestled with my dogs, played tug o war, and again, can't do that with a small dog.

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My first dog was a huge rottweiler named Bear, and (Ironically) one of the few things my dad and I agree on is that we don't clip our dog's tails or ears. That's fxcked.
So Bear kept his tail and would chase it until he got dizzy and walked into the wall. It was hilarious.

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My second dog was named Chena, she was a karelian bear dog/Chesapeake Bay retriever mix and she was smarter than any dog should be. She was so hilarious, she would get super sulky if my dad or I didn't pay attention to her and then she'd sit with her back to us and wouldn't let us pet her or anything. She could also tunnel out of anything, eat through any door if she had to. It was a little frightening at times, ngl..
And my third dog technically my friend's dog, I just took her for my friend when she had to leave the state for almost two years so for that time she treated me just like she treated K (which means I was like one of 5 people she let pet her or would sit on their laps) She was a shih tzu, she was an obnoxious yet funny little dog. Easily outsmarted by the average brick, you could put her leash in a circle and she wouldn't want to step over it so she'd just sit and glare at you until you rescued her.
She always left little a little *ahem* gift in my cousin's shoes so that was her main redeeming feature.

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