Polly: Patch, will you be my best friend forever ?
Patch: Forever and ever.
Polly: And play with me every day?
Patch: Twice a day! Three times a day!
Polly: And we'll tell each other all our secrets?
Patch: Well, maybe...
Polly: So, who's the daddy of those puppies?
Patch: I'm not sayin'.
Polly: Oh, c'mon, you can tell me!
Patch: My lips are sealed
Polly: Pretty please?
Polly: Some friend you are.
(Polly hops off the chair and onto my lap. Patch lies down, closes her eyes, and sighs.)