My DD11 and her sister, DD13, decided their grades warranted a puppy, which I said would have to wait until November as we have 2 camping trips planned where dogs are not allowed. So DD11 started researching and said she either wanted a beagle or a Danish-Swedish farm dog. DD13 said she would name him "Bob." I asked, "How do you say 'Bob' in Swedish?" She answered, in a perfect Swedish accent, "Bob..ja ja!". So we began calling the mythical puppy "Bob Jaja". Yesterday DD11 checked out a library book on "Living With Your Beagle" and proceeded to drive me nuts by quoting the dang thing every other minute. She googled on the internet and informed me that beagles were $150 to $200 whereupon I informed her that come November, we would be visiting the pound for a beagle-looking mutt. She said she was praying on the matter. Then she insisted I stop by the feed store so she could check out the kennels they displayed out front. Next thing I know she has struck up a long conversation with the girl behind the counter and gave her our name and number. Turns out the girl had just bought a beagle puppy and would check to see if there were any left....the owner called and said there were 2 males left and he was taking them to the pound the next day. DD11 "would just die" if that happened and "wasn't this just too much of a coincidence" not to be God answering her prayer? By evening, Bob Jaja and his brother, Buddy had found a new home.