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Much to my surprise, I spent time this evening looking at the listings of dogs available at the local shelter. In the weeks leading up to the end for Sheba, I kept thinking I wasn't sure if I'd get another dog. I wasn't sure if I could go through all of that again. I'm still not sure. What with the knowledge that it's going to end in heartbreak and all. Even as soon as a few days after, though, I was up to "well, maybe." Now I'm up to wondering what kind to adopt. Should I get another American Eskimo Dog? Or would I just be comparing the new dog to Sheba and trying to recreate that situation?

I know I'm not ready yet to bring home a new dog. I've still got some recovering to do. I'm still grieving some (I cried a little bit while I was looking through listings), so I'm going to take my time and make sure I'm ready before I make any decisions. Right now it feels a little too much about "replacing" Sheba and that's something to get past. But psychologically, I seem to have moved from the "if" category more to the "when" category as far as adopting another pooch. Maybe sometime next year. We'll see.