I have just gone through sort of the same problem myself. I went to the animal shelter just to see what the place was like where my boy had been. (I got him from a family who had adopted him from there and were going to take him back.) Of course, while I was there, I saw a Rat Terrier who stole my heart. He was having a hard time being caged and I had had a Rat Terrier as a child who decided it wanted to be my mother's dog. The need to rescue, the need to get the love of that long ago dog, and the joy of a third dog all were pulling on me. My husband said, "No more dogs." It absolutely weighed on my mind for the longest. Once the dog was adopted, I felt a little better. All the time, way in the back of my mind, I knew that my husband was right.

I too, think you should wait. When you get settled and see how things develop and your other dogs get adjusted and you can consult with your friend, there will always be another perfect dog needing a home.

You said you were going back to the shelter tomorrow. I did that too. It made it much more difficult.

[This message has been edited by RachelJ (edited December 13, 2000).]