Of Puppies and Pomodoro
We looked at puppies yesterday. Yes, on purpose.
The Dog Discussion has been in the works for a while now. Finn wants one--that's no surprise--and we've been stalling.
The prereqs have been varied--and admittedly random: Finn had to prove he could take care of a smaller animal (two Beta fish, the second committed suicide), Finn had to wait until we moved, until we weren't traveling as much, until he could show he could handle responsibility (like loading the dishwasher or making his bed--yeah, I know, but Finn didn't pick up on the non seq), until he could come up with a name that wasn't--and yes, I'm going to write this out loud--stupid.
Finn: We could call her Finn!
Me: That would be confusing . . .
Finn: How about Bouncey?!
Me: Absolutely not . . .
Finn: I know, we'll call her Sushi! Except when we make sushi for dinner, she'll think we're going to eat her! (Cue irrepressible giggles.)
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