I had a dog that my ex hated. He was an awesome dog, she was just dumb and kept leaving her panties on the floor and he'd chew em up. Then she would get mad at both of us (how dumb to leave your fart catches on the floor?) Anyway, she made me get rid of him and I've regretted that decision ever since. We lasted a couple years, then I got a new dog. From then on I don't care who she is, if she's giving me the choice of her or my dog... there's the fucking door woman.
I would go with my dog for sure. She has been with me for 9 years and I could never 'abandon' her with anybody else. Mans best friend.