That’s right!
Growing up we had as total of TWO dogs. My folks got Otto (Dachshund) the year I was born. Not sure why they wanted a newborn AND a puppy, but we all survived. I had Otto until I was 17 years old. He was a terrific guard dog. 100% serious about making his rounds every night and making sure everyone was settled into bed. We all loved that dog so much!
Our next dog was a Terrier/Sheltie mix. Ginger. They got her when I was finishing High School, so I was gone six months later into the Army. Ginger lasted 22 years!
We got a LOT of mileage out of our family pets. ;)