Well, techinically four and a half
. First there was Coco, the HA Chesapeake Bay Retriever. He was PTS at almost 15 years old. We got Daisy while we still had Coco. Daisy is 6 now. Then there was Abby. Her owner fell on hard times and was keeping her in a cage at the grooming place I worked at and we ended up fostering her for a week until she found a home with another groomer. We didn't keep her because Coco was still around at the time. She was the half.
Then there was Minnie, I adopted her from the animal shelter. Minnie got along with Daisy for three months, then had a bad fight with her when I wasn't home (I was at class, my parents were home). Daisy's ear was ripped in half from the tip to almost her head. She had to go to the emergency vet. After that, Minnie wanted to KILL Daisy, and Daisy was TERRIFIED of Minnie. Minnie ended up at
HART and was adopted from them. That was the most horrible thing ever, having to give her up, but it was a hard lesson learned to be more careful who I adopt in the future.
Then there was Benji, who my sister kinda stole from an abusive, neglectful owner who let the poor little thing roam the streets when he wasn't beating the crap out of him. And now we're at who we currently have, Benji and Daisy!