So, before my wife had her first kid, my second daughter, she asked to have two dogs. I said I didn't mind that. We don't have an overly large house and yard, though (1000 sq ft), so I asked her to be mindful of that.
Fast forward many years. My daughter is now 11. We have the 50lb Doberman/German Shepherd mix mentioned above and a black cat. You can also include the 1 to 3 stray cats that we've been feeding when their owners have left them behind.
On Monday, my wife tells me that a friend from work has a "smallish" doggie that he has to get rid of. Why getting rid? His kids don't spend enough time with the doggie. Considering that I'm being set-up, I ask what the breed is. Jack Russell & blue Heeler mix. In other words, a little herding dog that's more intelligent than everybody in the house and he needs lots of stimulation or will destroy the house. Great. I mention my reservations ... and am now dog-sitting. My dog has already given me a few looks in the form of, "Thanks for getting me the puppy, but can you turn him off, now?" I think the little dog slept maybe two hours last night. The little dog wants to be friends with the cat. The cat wants all Heelers and Jack Russels to be immediately eliminated from the face of the earth.
*Sigh*
Well, I might have a report on Monday ....