We had this wonderful Schnauzer named Gerty. She was adorable. It was the dog my mother wanted. But my mother kept her chained up to the railing separating the kitchen from the family room. She was never allowed Gerty out of her corner of the kitchen except to go outside, where she was chained up again. She was never allowed to run around the house like a normal dog because my mother didn't want her carpets to get dirty. I swore that if I ever had a dog, I'd never treat it that way.