Well shoot! I got all three!
I got a GREAT woman, and access to the whiskey anytime I want it, and after my German Sheppard, poor ol' Major, died, Kathie insisted we adopt a male Great Pyrenees to keep our female Pyrenees, Angel, company. Now this dog is as big and dumb as a dog can come, but he has decided I am his human!
His is aptly named George. Remember "Of Mice and Men?"
But I always think of the rhyme: "Georgie Porgie Puddin Pie, chase coyotes and make them DIE!" Or sumpin like that...