After years of insisting there was no way in hell I was ever going to get a pet because, duh, they're kind of a lot of work -- I finally broke down and agreed now is the "right time" to add a dog to our family.
Our 7-year-old son really, really wants one. Both my husband and I agreed that we can't imagine him growing up without a beloved pooch.
And so we did our research, scoped out a bunch of different breeds and reputable breeders, and started getting ridiculously excited about the new little pup who is going to enter our lives. We were all, "Yay! We're getting a dog!"
We decided on a Havanese, and a couple weeks ago, I put a non-refundable deposit down on a puppy who is supposed to come home with us in January. (OMG.)