I am neither a dog person nor a cat person, really, what with being massively allergic (in the streaming eyes, itchy skin, sneezing and runny nose sort of way) to either - although I generally quite like other people's moggies and mutts, so long as the latter aren't in the distinctly-not-my-favourite 'dogs below the knee' category.
I spent a fair bit of yesterday and today at my mam's place. Where there is a resident somewhat bonkers labrador/jack russell cross who was brain damaged as a puppy and is, as a consequence, Really Quite High Maintenance but I kind of like her anyway. My sister not otp to whom said bonkers dog belongs is definitely a Dog Person and is considered chief wolf by a rather large number of hounds of her acquaintance. As a result she is the person who gets asked to look after all the tricky ones when people are away and that kind of thing. They have two extras in residence for Christmas. One is the lollop-y lab who is basically allergic to being a dog who has lived with them for extended periods before and who is quite pleasant despite the slobbering, the runny eyes and the smelling extraordinarily bad even by dog standards. This time he has brought with him his doggy housemate, who I'd never met before. She's a random black and tan muttley with a very foxy face, a ditinctly cunning and manipulative streak, and Complex Issues who was adopted and immigrated to the UK after her owners found her, as a feral puppy, in Italy.
I made my sister text said owners and tell 'em that they are very fortunate that I am extraordinarily allergic to their dog. Because if not, I'd have stolen her!