She doesn't have a dog, does she?
Not since Buddy ran in front of the car.
*snort* Not that she would ever personally have a desire for one, but if one was presented to her in an attempt by her handlers to “soften” her image, I can well believe it died from Sudden-Thrown-Ashtray-Recipient Syndrome quite soon after.
BJ is bigger but he also has more mass to shrug off the random ashtrays thrown at his head.
A dog... not so much.