Ever since my sister Ann, her boyfriend Matt, and Matt’s dog Roy visited at Christmas, Sam reminds us daily that we need a dog of our own.
Sometimes he’ll go all day without saying a word, but then suddenly remember at bedtime.
Case in point:
Me: [Tucking in Sam, saying a prayer for him, tickling his toes, and kissing him goodnight.]
Sam’s response: “Dog-gie?” with the gie a few syllables higher, as if to question whether we’re getting one anytime soon.
Aside from getting a pet (which we're not quite ready for), any suggestions?
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