
In fact, he is so enamored with this new friend that he asks us almost everyday, "Is Rook coming over today?" "Where's Rook?" "When's Rook coming over?"
Rook, I should clarify, is not a preschool pal or childhood chum. Not of the human sort, anyway. Rook is his "Uncle" Johnny's new puppy.

Arthur's love affair with Rook was so intense that we bought Rook a couple toys and some treats at Petco the following Tuesday. Arthur even picked them out.
Now, he's been hounding us (yes, pun intended) to get a dog. He'll say things like, "Someday we're going to get a dog named Rook." I'm sure someday we will (but give him another name), but right now I can tell that while he is fascinated by dogs and puppies, he's also still afraid of them - a pretty natural response for a two or three year old. Besides, can I handle a toddler, a baby, AND a puppy?
I don't even want to find out.
Blessed be.
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