When I was about 4, we got Peaches from the pound. We got him mid-late march, and my brother's birthday is march 30th, so he said Peaches was his dog, but i named him. He was some kind of terrier mutt. He lived to be 16.
I got Jager from the pound too. Because I really want a GSD puppy as my next dog, it will probably have to come from a breed rescue - unless i get really lucky and happen to find one at an animal shelter or as an "oops" dog.
(ingrid's definition of "oops dog": someone's b!tch gets out a month before the owners plan to get her fixed - or they are just stupid and don't get her fixed, and she comes home pregnant, the people go "oops" and put an ad in the paper for puppies free to good home and then get their dog fixed. The way i see it, the owners didn't want those puppies, so if i don't take one, they'll probably end up in a shelter/the pound anyway)