I only had Doxies when I was growing up, but for the last 40 years, it's been just the KITTIES, they all found me - either by hanging out on my side deck waiting for a dinner invite (and never leaving) or most recently, being thrown from a car in front of my daughter's on the Long Island Expressway. Honestly! His name is Mufasa and he is one grateful kitty - one of our best behaved ever!!