conversation

Qiao: You can let the dogs in here.
Me: Nope. I don't want dog hair in this part of the house. Especially not in my bed.
Qiao: Wait, this is my bed.
Me: Any bed I sleep in is my bed.
Qiao: Oh, that's where Serena gets it from. The acorn doesn't fall far from the tree!
[referring to Serena's tendency to take over any big sized dog bed we put out for Zorro]
Me: My little acorn. She makes me proud.