My first dog was Peaches; she was a poodle. Then we had Chachi; he was a chihuahua. Then we got Oreo; a black and white cocker spaniel who likely represented my racial anxieties since I picked her and named her. Now, my partner and I have Emmie, a shih-poo, and Hannah, a cockapoo. Emmie makes sure we hear every sound around. Hannah is smart; she loves to run, perform tricks, and she’s happiest when she has a blanket over her head.