We had two Shih Tzus -- a male and a female -- that both lived to be 16 years old. The female, Jasmine, died two years ago. The male, Bogart, had to be put down in November because of stage 3 cancer. I couldn't stand it without pooches around the house. In fact, the day after we put Bogie down, I swear I could hear the tag on his collar jingling around the house.
My wife knew I was suffering and found someone who had a litter of Shih Tsu pups available for purchase. I bought a brother and sister from the same litter. Here is their picture from when we brought them home the day before Thanksgiving when they were 8-weeks-old. They're growing like crazy and are wonderful dogs! We named the male Jake, and the female is Bella. (It's my wife who is the "Twilight" fan.