dogs of the future...

[flea]

Last night after we read Phoebe and the Hot Water Bottles, which ends with Phoebe, who has previously only had 158 hot water bottles to play with and longs for a dog, getting a puppy, Casper said, "I want a puppy." I told her that Daddy wanted a puppy, too, and we would get one some day.

I told this to mr. flea when he got home later, and he said, "Yessss! That's my girl!"

Then this morning the bus driver asked me if I knew anyone who wanted a chocolate lab puppy, 23 weeks old, because he doesn't have enough time to spend with the dog and feels bad. But we have a small house, an unfenced yard, a lease prohibiting dogs, and nobody home all day often enough.

Aside: in the book, Phoebe is in bed at night and her widower father, a chemist (= pharmacist) is out delivering something. The shop catches on fire and she wakes up smalling smoke and uses the hot water bottles to put out the fire herself. I am enough of a rationalist that I can't read it without mentally ranting, "Why is he leaving an 8 year old home alone at night? Why don't they have a smoke detector? Why doesn't she know that if you find a fire in your house the first thing you do is tell a grownup/call 911?"

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[dxmachina.livejournal.com]

Chocolate lab puppies are so cute. Of course they grow up to be the dumbest dogs in all Christendom, but cute!