i Had bad asthma as a kid and only had cats growing up funny that I ended up with four dogs. So the first one was a gift for my son who was 3 at the time. Doby because a 3year old cant say Doberman. Ha ha. Now a few years later I go pumpkin picking with my kid and a friend of mine and his kid. I come home to find a pit bull in the house. Surprise I was told. He wound up being close to 125 pounds when full grown. The sweetest dog ever. If you broke into my house he would lick you to death. I was somewhat mad cause they have a bad reputation and being the fine upstanding father I am had concerns. Next year rolls around and it’s october and my friend calls me to go to the pumpkin patch again and I say ok. This time I come home and find 2 dogs. A yorkie and a chuahua. Not pleased I say ok first I’m never going pumpkin picking again second I’m naming them. So the former pothead that I am named them Cheech and Chong. Let’s just say parent teacher conference that year was interesting to say the least.