I'm excited but nervous...another responsibilty...kinda scary. We went to Petco the other day and were playing with all the doggies. I told Andrew I wanted a full grown one that was potty trained and out of his/her chewing up crap stage (Oscar has scared me to death Amber...our $3000 couches ...agh...scares me!). Andrew wants a puppy, one who can grow up with us. He was soo cute playing with the puppies there so I agreed. I want a Doberman, a big one, but ANdrew wants a small dog like a Chihuahua so we compromised on a miniature pinscher. We may or may not go with this type of dog...depends on what we find at the shelters/pounds. I've seen a few but they all seem to be in L.A. Anyway, we'll be getting a little doggy soon! This will hopefully quench my baby fever some.