A guy my dad worked with mentioned that he had bred his schnauzer and they had one pup left they couldn't find a home for. I remember my parents talked about it with us kids, but never really said we could get the dog. Then one day my dad had me go with him (didn't tell me where we were going) and we ended up bringing Reggie home. He was an older pup (can't remember the exact age, it was so long ago) and he was free.

With Nebo, I had been wanting a siberian husky all of my life. That was (and still is) my dream breed of dog. My parents finally agreed to let me get a dog. Yes, I *had* to have that breed of dog. I wanted a puppy as well because we Reggie and Smokey were older and don't really like other dogs...I don't think introducing a large adult dog into their territory would have went over well. Anyhoo, I was REALLY excited about getting a siberian husky puppy and so I'll admit I didn't take much time looking. I wanted a black and white female. We looked at 3 litters. The last litter we looked at had two red males left. I don't know what it was about them but I just fell in love. I called the breeder the next day and told her I wanted one...the smaller, darker one with the cute markings on his belly. And that would be the Bebo Brat Boy....

Just for the fun of it I'll add Sydney lol. She's my sisters dog (from a breeder). My sister doesn't want to take care of her so she's been living at our house since the beginning of the year. I don't know if my parents will end up keeping her, she'll go back with my sister, or what.