Conversations with my Dad

So, we'll be living with my parents for a few months because of a large, unexpected, unprecedented gap in the Ovo tour schedule.  While chatting with my dad on Skype today, the following conversation took place.

(Important background info: my parents currently have one dog, a 7 year old Siberian Husky, Rocky, and my mom said after the other dog passed away in November that they were done getting new dogs)

Dad: "We'll get Kaylee a puppy to play with when you're home!  Then she can give it to Rocky as a present when you leave."

Me: "Won't that make Mom mad?"

Dad: "Oh, it'll make me mad, too.  Not really, but I'd have to pretend I was mad or else she'd be mad at me."

Me: "Okay, but it has to be a pound puppy."

Dad: "But I want another soft Siberian.  I like their fur."

Me: "If you're going to claim it's Kaylee's dog then she gets to pick it out.  From the pound."

Dad: *pouts*