I tend to want another one right away. I can't fill the empty spot in my heart, but I can fill the empty place in my house.

We got Hobo just before Hoodoo died. I am quite sure that Hoodoo planned that--he knew he was leaving and he made sure that I had another goofy guy to make me smile. I'm not sure how I would have got through loosing Hoodoo, especially the first few days, without Hobo. Hobo was only a couple weeks out from the wolf attack. He still needed intensive care and I had to take care of him or he would have been joining Hoodoo. He helped take my mind off my grief a bit and he's always silly, even when it hurt like h*ll, Hobo was still happy and silly.

I adopted Chase and Founder a couple weeks later. They had been here as fosters for a few months each. We decided to keep them as a kind of tribute to Hoodoo--he was our first rescue dog and in his memory we rescued a couple more.