We couldn't have kids. We had three adoption attempts turn into dumpster fires. We ever compensated with pets - rescues, especially older and hard to place.
3 dogs - 2 Airedales (Wilfred was rescued from a puppy mill, Ryan from a back yard breeder who never cut this hair - he looked like Chewbacca when we rescued him) and a Great Dane (Sassy was born in a shelter after her mother was rescued from a puppy mill).
8 cats - found Sasha as a kitten while volunteering at our town's Christmas lights thing, adopted Chaplin to be Sasha's companion, took Coots in as a favor to a friend's shelter as she was an older cat whose owner passed and she wasn't doing well in the shelter. My wife found Pudding as a stray kitten in the parking lot at Tunnel Hill Trail in Vienna, IL after she brought me a sandwich at the halfway point while I was running the 50-mile race, she got her name for the toxic sludge from her butt. I spent a good amount getting her healthy and said I was keeping her. She brought Cookie and Jules in as a favor to rescue friends when they were kittens, she bottle fed them, we bonded, Cookie didn't behave well enough to be adopted and Jules hid and cried at the adoption event she attended so we kept her. Fiona came to us a a favor to a rescue friend, she has a slightly deformed paw and is a black cat - not adoptable, plus I like black cats. Finally, I came home from working at a race one Saturday and my wife had Sylvester, who was the last kitten left from a local cat rescue's adoption event.
I'm a sucker for animals and my wife. I also adore my pets.