I'd have to say somewhat of an impulse.
We were living in a rental and only had my small terrier. My roomates brother called and said a friend of a friend couldn't keep Savannah so she was headed to the pound. My roomate and her husband had about a day to make the decision and get clearance from our landlords, but it's been worth it.
Nikka belonged to our neighbor, she'd been offered to us before, but when we brought her over on a trial she was way to interested in the cats (she has a high prey drive), so we decided it wouldn't work. A couple of months later her owner hit her with his car "by accident???" and was going to put her down. We took her in paid her medical bills and never offered her back.
We had no intention of getting another dog but....Bear also belonged to the same neighbor. He was taking off to the desert for the July 4th weekend with his other dog, Roxy and leaving Bear behind, so we offered to watch him. He was filthy, his coat matted and his skin black with fleas. We shaved him and cleaned him up, and when the owner came back he didn't ask for Bear back initially. About 2 months later he showed up on our doorstep wanting him back (2 days before he went into drug rehab). Within a month we had both of the dogs at our house. Needless to say when the neighbor got back he asked us to keep both dogs while he settled back in. We had Roxy for abuot 5 months before he came and took her back permantely (he'd take her on weekends sometimes), Bear he left, I'm fairly certain as "payment" for taking care of Roxy.
Hunter was somewhat of an impulse. I'd been thinking about getting a puppy, but hadn't really looked hard because I was still debating. I went into petsmart and there was this litter of rescued pups, I couldn't resist. The foster was there and approved me immediately so I was able to take him home that day.





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LOL she spoke to soon. We got this sweet female poodle and Alex to foster and my aunt had about 4 that she was fostering down the street. We kept Alex, who was by far the most scarred, to this day he hates strangers and especially men. He's super protective of me and loves to follow me around. I call him my little stalker.

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