In in the early 2000's right before I started high school, I got my current dog Zelda. While she was much easier to hold as a little puppy, I used to pick her up to the window of the front door so she could see things happening outside so she'd stop barking. The window was about six feet from the floor, but one day I let Zelda look at everyone leaving the house. In that car was my brother's then-girlfriend who saw Zelda but didn't realize that a person was helping her up. When they got back, I learned that his girlfriend seriously asked "how tall is that dog?".