Bree: "I love you, my beautiful girl. You are the best!"
Bree: "I'm the best Malamute, ever?!!"
Me: "You are, Bree! I love you so much, that I've decided to get you a companion!"
Bree: "Um. What?!"
Me: "Yes, Bree. I will be bringing home a new puppy for you!"
Bree: "But. Well. That's entirely unnecessary...gulp."
Me. "In a few days, Dad and I will be driving up north to pick up your sweet little companion!"
Bree: "I...aw...a BABY?! I don't think I'm cut out to be a mother! Isn't that why I decided to let you get me fixed?! I thought we had an understanding!"
Me: "Aw...sweet Bree. You'll be fine."
Bree: "..."
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