My dog, womans best friend.

I was never what you would call, an 'animal person'.
The longest time we had a pet was from the time I was about 6 till I was 16, a Chihuahua named Pixi. When I was in my 20's and was having my children, we always seemed to have a cat. I found them a nuisance, and needless to say, I didn't think they liked me much either.
My kids over the years had asked me, like most kids do, for a dog, but I knew there was no way, I'd be getting one. Too much work, I said. I had enough to do with looking after kids. I knew it wouldn't be fair, to bring a dog into the picture, with my heart not into it.
Just over 2 years ago, my daughter called me, she had been looking for a dog for herself, and the place she called had 2 Shih Tzus left, so she took it upon herself to mention I may want one as well.
It wasn't my plan before that phone call, but after talking to her and telling her I would think about it. It took about 15 minutes and I had made my mind up. I would take him.
He was a little thing, 9 weeks old, when I got him.
I have to admit, the first week, was hell, and I was sure I'd made a mistake.
But soon we all got settled and used to each other.
Bailey is such a good dog, and I don't know what we'd do without him.