You never know when it will hit.
I was at work at the museum today, inside a building called The Discover Center, with stuff in it for kids.
There were a few books on the table, with this one on top.
And suddenly I heard Bob's voice: "Look! A baby wolf!"
That was a shtick he had for years. When he wanted to distract me from something, he would point and go "Look - a baby wolf!" And, of course, I would play along and look.
For example: Say we had gone out for a hamburger. He would look past me, go "look! A baby wolf!" I would turn around and look - and, of course see nothing, Then I would turn back, and some of my fries would be missing and he would sit there with a totally innocent look on his face.
I miss those moments.

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