No harm done
When I was a little girl, I remember telling my friends that the horse I used to ride was infact my horse. At first I felt great because they all looked up to me being the only one who owned a horse, but eventually it became a burdon, because I constantly had to come up with excuses why they couldn't come over and ride my horse. So my mom made me tell the truth and as hard as it was I did and I actually felt a lot better eventhough I was quite embarrassed and my friends were nice enough to forgive my. I then realized that I didn't have to make up stories for my friends to like me, I could just be myself.
And just for the record I respect you more, for not having so many dogs, that way you can take better care of the ones you really do have.
Thank you for telling the truth.