I got my very first dog when I was in my 30s.
Not because I didn't want one before that, but because it was the first time in my life I was able to do so.
Zosia was part rottie and part shepherd.
She was very good with other people (especially children), but hated other dogs.
When my youngest daughter was an infant, Zosia would sleep under her crib. Should my daughter begin to stir or whimper in the middle of the night, Zosia quickly came into my room to alert me.