Disagree with Disagreeing

Me: “Well, today was kind a bust for animals. I’m really surprised. Maybe it’s because the last time we saw so many, and we had close encounters with them. But maybe this is more normal, and we were extremely lucky last time.”

My Wife: “Yeah, so let’s see. We saw an elk, a bald eagle, and a bison. So, we can check those off the list.”

Me: “We saw a coyote too.”

Troy: “It was a wolf.”

Me: “I don’t think it was now. It was too small to be a wolf, and it was alone. Wolves typically travel in a pack, not alone.”

Troy: “No, it was a wolf.”

Me: “You can think what you want, but I’m telling everyone it was a coyote.”

Troy: “I want to see a baby elk.”

Me: “Hmmm, I guess since an elk is in the deer family that a baby elk would be called a fawn.”

Troy: “No, it’s called a hatch.”

Me: “It’s not called a hatch. That’s what baby Komodo Dragons are called. It’s a fawn.”

Troy: “No, it’s not.”

Me: “Oh my god, he has to argue and disagree about everything! I’m done talking.”

Troy: “No you’re not.”