When I lost my doxie, Heidi, last year (she was almost 15), I promised my husband I wouldn't get another dog. It hurt so bad and I was in major depression for months. Finally, DH said to get another dog because he was missing having a pet in the house too. He didn't know I had doxie rescues all waiting to hear from me when I was ready. The group I worked with found the perfect little guy, Chip. He's 3 years old, as housebroken as a doxie can be (doxie owners know what I mean LOL), but DH and my friends couldn't believe the difference in me once he came into our lives. So, I'm with you -- I can't be dogless either. Enjoy your new buddy!!!