Replacement of lost toys in a child

So my parents tried to deceive me with a puppy, supposedly he flew away, and then returned (in fact, he was eaten by a cat, and bought a new one). The deception was immediately uncovered by my sister, and then by me.

But, by the way, the new poppy was much cooler than the old one, he liked during the feast to spit the remnants of some alcohol from adult glasses, to spit the green onion from some salad and, sitting on his shoulder and smelling the garlic, say: "Mom came. Will you drink tea?"

Then I knocked him by the door.