I have a miniature American Eskimo, and she looks like a St. Bernard next to Zooey. Her name is Zelda. Anyway. Zooey is tiny, but she is so very very bossy. She has to have her water changed when she wants it changed. She decides when I go to bed and when I wake up. She chooses the direction on the walks, and she decides how long and how far we'll walk. I call her Bossy-the-cow dog. I love her though. I always forget how tiny she is, and then sometimes I see her and I think, "Oops."