White Like An Old Lady

We have started contemplating getting a dog. Mainly because of our girls. They really really want a dog. They will randomly start discussing what we will name our dog, what we will feed our dog, what our dog will look like as if we are running out this weekend to get one. I can't tell you how many times we have been to the pet store to pet some dogs so that we can satisfy my Macy. She is a true dog lover. (And, in case you were wondering, I would NEVER buy a dog from a pet store.) Sophie woke up the other morning and first thing began to tell me that she wants to name her dog Alice. Then Macy started to cry because she doesn't want that name and then they began to talk about two dogs and each naming their own. They often talk about how wonderful it will be to have a buddy of their very own.

Hey, let's be honest here, they will be my buddies. The one who feeds, walks, cleans up their poop vacuum up the hair, takes them to the vet.....uuhhmmm am I really ready for this? So Macy is coloring away her "Picky-Pie Pony" coloring book. (Really it is My Little Pony, but she thinks it is Honey Pie Pony from Strawberry Shortcake and has always called it Picky Pie Pony. And I just love it.) So, as Macy is coloring away, she says to me, "Mommy, I do not want to get an old dog like our kitty. She is old. And I do not like old." Then I ask, "Why not old? What is bad about old?" She says, "You know like our kitty that is white with black spots, the white is old..like an old lady. I do not want that." :) Gotta love her.