“Can we get a puppy?”

Dylan or Noah: “Mum? Can we get a puppy?” (said in their best wheedling voices)

Me: Sigh… “No.” (it’s not the first time I’ve heard this question!)

D or N : “But why?” (Oscar-winning wheedling voices now in play!)

Me: Big sigh… “Really? You want me to explain? Again? OK!

1. We’re a cat family. We’ve two cats, who we love dearly and they wouldn’t welcome a dog in our house.
2. We go away for up to six weeks in the summer – it wouldn’t be fair.
3. It would need walking every single day. Like, FOREVER!
4. You have to pick up its poo – that will make me (who will inevitably end up being primary dog walker) hurl!

I could go on, but I think you get the picture. So, no, we are NOT getting a dog!”

This conversation is played on repeat once every few months – which in theory should be the end of this blog. But I’m guessing you all know what’s coming next.