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Saturday, December 01, 2007
Dogs
My ten-year old daughter wants a dog when her little sister turns four.
At first I was thankful for the two-year reprieve. Now I’m annoyed by her hypothetical dog. With its hypothetical name. And with the hypothetical questions she feels warrant discussion.
Or worse -- answers.
Should it be an Irish coat or an American coat? Can we move Cameron’s toy kitchen and have it sleep there? Should we paper train or outside train? Go to a breeder or adopt?
If it was okay for Cameron to be three-years old instead of four, could we get the dog in a year?
Mackenzie repeated the last question from the back seat as we raced across town from dance practice to Rossi Field, my son Tyler’s major league aspirations hanging in the balance and Cameron’s missed nap whines turning to full screams.
A dog in a year? Was she nuts?
By Kimberley Kwok
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At first I was thankful for the two-year reprieve. Now I’m annoyed by her hypothetical dog. With its hypothetical name. And with the hypothetical questions she feels warrant discussion.
Or worse -- answers.
Should it be an Irish coat or an American coat? Can we move Cameron’s toy kitchen and have it sleep there? Should we paper train or outside train? Go to a breeder or adopt?
If it was okay for Cameron to be three-years old instead of four, could we get the dog in a year?
Mackenzie repeated the last question from the back seat as we raced across town from dance practice to Rossi Field, my son Tyler’s major league aspirations hanging in the balance and Cameron’s missed nap whines turning to full screams.
A dog in a year? Was she nuts?
By Kimberley Kwok
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