Quigley was tiny as a baby—emphasis on was. When we first picked him up from the private seller, he looked like he might float away if you breathed too hard near him. The man swore up and down he’d stay under eight pounds. We believed him. Oh, how naïve we were. Fast forward six months, and Quigley—our not-so-toy-sized shih tzu—is now a solid 15 pounds of attitude who insists he’s actually a very small cat.