We had a some young folks over yesterday. Some hadn't accumulated many years, some were just young in spirit. The puppy found Ryan, a four year old, much to his liking. Frisbee, hide and seek, and a little sprinkler time... with no more damage than a bandaid, a change of clothes, and a nap could handle. A boy and a dog need the other. But Ryan's mom seems unconvinced that they need a dog yet, and good kids are seldom loaned or sold outright, so I guess they'll have to text and skype, which is the direction most relationships seem to be heading.