On David's plan to pacify a hypothetical ravenous wolf, thanks to an episode of Planet Earth and as a new fascination with predators of the world, wondering if they eat humans or not. This morning his question was about cheetahs; this afternoon:
"Mommy, do wolves eat people?"
"They don’t usually want to eat people. They want to eat animals.”
"But do wolves ever want to eat people?”
"If a wolf was STARVING, it might eat a person."
"What does starving mean?”
"It means, so hungry it’s about to die."
Without missing a beat, he held out his arms as though holding an offering and earnestly suggested, "If I gave the starving wolf a dead fox to eat, maybe he wouldn’t eat me.”
I tried not to laugh aloud. "Yup, I bet he wouldn’t eat you if you gave him a dead fox to eat instead.”
Brief pause, then: "But Mommy, how could I find a dead fox?"