Chris: Penny do you want to pet Cece before she goes to the
doggy hotel?
Penny: What? Where is Cece going? Can I come?
Chris: Cece is going to spend Christmas with her friends.
She can’t come on the airplane.
Penny: Oh (pause). Bye bye, Cece. Can I get a new puppy
tomorrow?
Me: No! Cece is coming back. She’s your puppy.
Penny: Why?
Me: Because Mommy and Daddy got her many years ago and she
is part of our family.
Penny: Oh. Okay.
(15 minutes later)
Penny: Cece come home after Christmas?
Me: Yes, we’ll pick her up next week.
Penny: Can she not be a dog? Can Cece be a toucan when she
comes home?
Oh my gosh!! What do you say to that? I feel like bugging my
house so I can have all of this on tape to prove I don’t make this stuff up.
But how would I make that up? A toucan?! Poor Cece. No wonder she was jumping
up and down and wagging her non-existent tail when the boarding staff greeted
her this morning. Her little girl wishes she was an exotic bird.