A New Pet

I finally broke down and got Andrew a pet--a little dog. The good thing about it, Mommy and Daddy don't have to house train it, wash it, or feed it. Did you guess? Our new family pet is a fake pet dog, a Nintendogs dalmatian. Ngoai and I found this plush doll at the mall and thought Andrew might like it since it moves when you pat its head. We had to take a chance because the dog didn't work at the store because supposedly, the batteries were out. So, we would have to buy it, take it home, put new ones in, and hope that it worked. Well, during Andrew's nap, we put in the new batteries and voila, it worked. When Andrew woke up, we gave it to him; and he seemed to like it. Andrew even kissed and hugged it. He quickly learned to pat it to get it to move. When he sees it, he says "ro ro" too. I have named the doggie Ralph for the street we live on and because it starts with a "R" for "ro ro" too.