Like others have said, I think everyone is different and you will know when it is right. I actually got Tasha the day after I lost Cody, though it was not planned. Cody was gone, Willie was 11 years old and was having some health problems, and I was horribly depressed. I thought it would be healing to just visit the humane society and look at the dogs. I didn't see Tasha till I was about to leave, and when I did, I felt this flood of emotion incredibly strong and I knew she was meant to come home with me.

That is not to say I did not continue to grieve, but when Cody went, he was severely disabled, could not stand without help, could not control when his bowels moved, could not get up and down stairs, was deaf, and had a bit of dementia. When he had his stroke, and the vet offered to try to bring him back from it but said he would function at even more reduced capacity, I knew it was time to let him go. I mostly grieved for his younger days, and the loss of his reassuring presence, but I knew he was better off.

In some ways, Tasha's rambunctious puppy stage made me miss his quiet serene presence even more, but she also kept me very busy with training, socializing, taking her to obedience classes, and so on.

I'd say if you just felt like looking around, there is certainly no harm in it. I think you will feel in your heart if you find a dog that seems meant to be, and if you don't, well you know then that you just need more time or that you just haven't found the right one. If it hurts to even look, just follow your heart. There is certainly no right and wrong in this. {{hugs}}