great moments in unclery

i had one of my first conversations with my youngest nephew yesterday - he is 4 y.o.

harvey was telling me that they just got a new dog called Lotty. i inquired as to why they chose that name, and he said 'i dunno. i wanted to call it Dog Food'

then he told me that Lotty sleeps in a particular room in their house which contains all their books. i was kidding around with him and i suggested that maybe the dog reads at night. harvey pointed out to me that couldnt possibly be true, because the paws were too big & clunky to turn the pages... i acknowledged that and then suggested that perhaps harvey could teach the dog to read - but he quickly pointed out the futility of that 'you couldnt tell if she was learning, cos all she can say is 'woof, woof'.