Our youngest son is named Kiko. We'd like to claim it is derived from the Japanese word meaning 'white snow' but in reality it's from a bottle of Kikkoman soy sauce. He is a very intelligent white Maltepoo (half Maltese, half Poodle) approaching 3 years old. He flew to us from Texas, and we thought he was a cute little maniac when we held him at the airport for the first time even though he was covered in pee. We trained him from the start to use dog litter and he's very good about it, only occasionally standing half-way in and puddling up all over the floor, but hey at least we don't have to walk him. The standard dog litter is very high maintenance as it starts to stink and you need to clean it constantly, so we developed our own system with a thick layer of cat litter beneath the layer of dog litter and now his liquid messes are always neat, tidy, enormous, manageable clumps.