Our 9 yo boxer, Julianna, died about a week before Lydia was born. The boys wanted a new dog right away (Mom . . James Herriott says that you should replace a dog right away when one dies!) I said that we had to wait until the baby was over a year, that I wanted a puppy and not an older dog, and that it couldn't cost us much.
L is 15 months old. Yesterday, this puppy literally showed up on our doorstep and she was free. Her mama was bitten and killed by a rattlesnake, and left a litter of 6 week old pups. The owners are friends of our neighbors and the owners just couldn't care for all the pups so they were giving them away. She met all the requirements I had laid out, so how could I say no?
She's very sweet so far, and the boys are beyond thrilled. She's an Australian cattle dog, which is the breed of dogs that DH grew up with. She's named after Hank's girlfriend from the Hank the Cowdog series.
DH & I weren't exchanging gifts this year for our anniversary . . . but we added to the family which seemed very appropriate for our anniversary.