We have 2 American Eskimo dogs named Maggie and Chewy. Maggie is almost 9 and Chewy is almost 8.
J got it in his head that he wanted a dog for Christmas. We reminded him that we already have 2 dogs. He said he wanted his own dog. Cr offered him Chewy. After a few days of deliberation (and the realization that his chances of getting a new dog were somewhere around 0%), J accepted this offer.
J is taking this very seriously. He's been thinking of all the things he's going to do when "Chewy is [his] on Christmas Day". This list includes feeding, brushing, giving him water, taking him for walks, buying him a squeaky toy and throwing it, petting him, brushing his teeth, and shaving him.
The funny thing is that he can do all of these things already (uh, except for the shaving thing). Cr has been taking some time everyday to groom Chewy to get him ready for J for Christmas. J will walk past Cr brushing Chewy and say "I can't wait until Chewy is mine on Christmas Day so I can brush him", or he'll look at Chewy and recount to us his entire list of plans "when Chewy is mine on Christmas Day and he'll be mine forever, right?". We plan on giving J a little grooming kit for Chewy and letting J pick out a toy for Chewy for Christmas Day.
Who knew that a kid could get so excited about getting a dog that has been around for his entire life?