impulse or planned out

Graham and Kersey were impulse. Boone was planned for a long time, I just thought we'd get him in July, when instead, we got him in April...he was planned, but just came earlier then originally expected :)

Planned out. After I lost my last Giant the house felt so empty and so began my search for a GOOD breeder. I was on the list for a puppy from a GS breeder here in MA. I probably wouldn't have gotten a puppy until Oct. The breeder emailed me to tell me that the breeder she got 2 of her dogs from had puppies available and ready to go. I researched the pedigrees etc etc as I did with the MA breeder then emailed and called the Canadian breeder. She had puppies available because the Dam had 17 puppies :eek: Who expects that many?? The rest is history...

Well, we were planning on a small dog when we got Roxy, but the dog we were going to adopt's owner came back for him. So...We ended up with Roxy! :D
Then, we had lost Tink a month after we got Lily, and we wanted another Pom, so we got her. She was more of an impulse.

Mine were all planned. If I hadn't I would have found myself with a
house full of dogs. :) After Buddy passed away, I found myself falling
into a deep depression & thought I might make myself sick with grief.
I went to find another pup to keep my mind from dwelling on my loss.

You can't be sad to long with a little pup running around who needs
you. Smokey was a wonderful distraction & Maggie has been a great
pal for him. My house is full again & I'm a better person because of it. :)

jesse was planned out

Bijou was (mostly) planned. We had adopted Bonnie, our first cat, in the month of January, and by February I knew I wanted a second pet for our family - this time, a dog. We checked many shelters online and went to see one group of pups that we soon realized wouldn't be right for our family...when we returned home that afternoon I felt really sad - like we were missing "someone...". That evening, I found our Bijou on a local rescue's website. I had actually noted her photo previously, during our search, and this time made the call to the rescue the next morning to find out about her. I was told she was the final collie pup available from a litter of sables (she was the only tri), and that the rescue had two other families calling about her. I told them to hold her for me until 12:00 p.m. and drove like mad through terrible weather conditions to see her. I adopted her on the spot and brought her home!

Four months later we adopted a sibling pair of cats so now have our hands full (of fur!) ;)

I just adore this girl. Now if only I could get my hubby to agree to a second dog, I think a pair of pups and a trio of felines would be perfect!

BTW, interestingly, the rescue's photo simply showed her little black body tucked into the mass of her sable collie pup siblings! I really didn't know who I was going to be meeting -- she ran like wild, jumped like crazy, and was all-around ebullient with her taste of freedom. She's such a wonderful metaphor for all that is good in the world!