Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Quick Hit: Kady rocks
In the car: Brian spots the dog and looks at Kim. Oh no. They know what this means. Is there a way to get Kady into the house without seeing the puppy? Ha. Not likely.
Kady, preceptive child, spots the puppy and makes for her like a beeline.
Kady (to puppy): Oh, my doggie! Where have you been? I've missed you sooooooo much!
Brian: Kady, we don't know where that dog has been. We don't know whose she is . . .
Kady (scooping up the now happy puppy and hugging her tightly): She's mine.
Kim: Kady. Someone may be missing her.
Kady (stubbornly): She's MINE.
And so, my niece now has a new dog. Her name is Missy. And she belongs to Kady. Period.