I have three Pugs. They all have their own personalities. The oldest is always by my side. When he's gone I'm going to fall apart. They all feed off of my mood. When I'm depressed, they are depressed and pile on top of me. When I'm manic they stay away from me. It makes me sad when even my dogs don't want to be around me, but I don't blame them because I don't even want to be around myself. We don't have kids, and have already planned not to, so they are my kids.