We had a miniature dachshund named Suzie
when my son was born. Suzie welcomed him
home by deciding her new place to poop was
under the baby’s crib.
Marking her territory? :D
Dobermann owners have the opposite problem.
Most of the time, the Dobe adopts the baby as “theirs” and protects it...even from the parents.
Every single one I’ve ever owned has been bat crap crazy about kids, even though I have no kids of my own.
Odin will turn himself inside out, doing all his ‘tricks’, of his own accord so that the kid he spotted in a store will come pay attention to him.
Even Seven, who likes *no* humans other than us, will patiently allow kids to love on her.
So, in truth, if I’m ever murdered, it will be at the hands of a gang of roving toddlers.
The dogs will not protect me from *them*.
:)