I think dogs are like children. You love your own, but not everyone else’s.
I had dogs as a child with the family, but they were kennel dogs… kept out of the house. One time we had a cute puppy that was kept in the house that my sister and I loved, but it kept yapping, as they do! We came home from school one day to find it gone… mum had apparently “ given it away as it’s barking annoyed her. In retrospect I’ve often wondered if that was the truth, or did it run away or got out and was run over?
I never found out, tho my Mum did have a selfish steak that giving it away would have been in character.
Since adulthood I have never had cats or dogs. Gerbils for the kids and similar, but I had too much to do with the children. Later I worked away regularly. Now too old to care and walk one. So ambivalent about them. I quite like them, but don’t want one for myself. Hate uncontrolled ones!