Duncan was unusually quiet around us this weekend. That means he didn't talk much to Gramps and me. Until we were headed home with him. I don't understand how his child's mind works and am surprised at what it produces. Yesterday it was this:
Dunc: Dogs are the best animals to use in the Army. They can protect people and find stuff.
Me: You mean sniff out stuff like bombs?
Dunc: Yeah. Cats aren't any good though.
Me: Why not?
Dunc: They are just pussycats. Pussycats aren't any good in the army, cause they won't listen or do anything except sit on landmines and blow soldiers up.