TJ and I are going to the pet store to get a cone for Georgia's head to prevent her from biting her sore on her belly any more.
TJ: Can I get another pet?
Mama: No.
TJ: Please?
Mama: No.
TJ: Why?
Mama: We have two dogs and three cats. And two fish! We have more pets than anyone else. We are NOT getting any more pets, especially anything furry.
Later on in the store...
TJ: Do pigeons have fur?
Mama: No, they have feathers.
TJ: I want a pigeon for a pet.