"Can I get a puppy?" my son Joshua asked.
"Nope."
"You got a kitten."
"I'm gonna take care of it, and I pay the rent."
"Can I get a puppy?"
"No."
"Can I get a puppy?"
"You've got Copper."
"She's your dog."
I reminded him that he'd found her and convinced me to keep her.
"Can I get a puppy?"
"No."
"I'm getting a puppy," Joshua told his twin sister, Kara, as she walked into the kitchen.
"How come he gets a puppy?" Kara demanded to know. "You won't let me get a puppy."
"He's not getting a puppy."
"You have a cat," Joshua told Kara.
"I'll get rid of it."
""That's mean," my son said,
"I'll get rid of you too," Kara told him.
"Can I have a puppy?" Joshua asked.
"Can I have one too?" Kara added.
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