My younger son at the age of 8 very much wanted a dog, followed me and urged him to have it. My plans were not to get up early and walk with her. I had enough sleepless nights with the kids and I could finally sleep peacefully over the weekend. He swore that he would walk with her. Truth is truth! He looked at me with honest eyes. My heart trembled. Well, I said, let’s check it out. You will have to get up before school, go out, stand for a second and immediately go home. If you can last a week, we will take it. The son was delighted, he said, give it two weeks. I said weeks would be enough.

How many times has he gone out? The answer is 0 times.