"Mark, what does 'doptid' mean?" Ricky asked his brother.
"I do not think that is a word. What word did you say?"
"Doptid. Mary has a new puppy. He is a white and black doptid dog. He is cute. I want one, too."
"I don't know, Ricky. Now I am busy. Go ask David. Maybe he knows."
Ricky found his other brother. He was doing homework.
"David, Mary has a white doptid dog. He has black spots. Can I have a black and white doptid dog, too?"
"Stop being silly, Ricky. There is no such thing as a doptid dog. What kind of word is that, anyway?"
"I am not being silly," Ricky said.