My avatar is a picture of our (now deceased) pitbull-basenji mix rescue dog when she was a puppy. She did a good job of warning us when the garbage collectors were stealing the trash right out of our trashcans in broad daylight. She was also responsible for inspecting every package brought into the house, supervising all work in the house (except vacuuming). If the alpha dog (my husband) was feeling tired, or sad, or unwell, she would work extra hard to make sure we were safe and everything around the house ran like clockwork until he felt better. She liked ripping the squeakers out of stuffed toys and having canned dog food or table scraps added to her kibble. She disliked when things happened out of order or the younger dog played with her toys (all the toys in the house were her toys). She was a very good dog.