When She's Not Allergic

Yesterday Flynn was watching some show on PBS. They featured pets & pet-care.

Afterward, she came up & leaned on my bent knees.
"Momma, when I'm not allergic..."
"Yes baby?"
"When I'm not allergic, I want a pet."
Me, always heartbroken when I hear her look the future, of days free of allergies.
"Okay baby. What kind of pet will you want?"
Me, thinking she'll say a dog -- as that's the only animal she's allergic to (that we know of).
"A cat."
Actually Daddy's the one allergic to cats.
For once, someone else is allergic to something she's not!