My first dog was a Westie. Got her when I was five. She was supposed to have puppies with the male Westie next store. But, George was old, and wasn't interested in Georgia (my dog). Alas, no star-crossed lovers.
Trying to fill in someone else's shoes is futile. The person will at best be a shadow of the one who shoes they are trying to fill. It is best to have new shoes (their own) rather than live in the shadow of another