We were driving around a local neighborhood looking for a particular open house that was starting in a few (without a map, mind you)…
the hubby: Ooh look!!
me: What? Where? (checking for street signs)
the hubby: A squirrel! (pointing up to the electrical wires above)
me: A squirrel?
the hubby: Ruuuff! Ruuuuuff roooff!
the hubby: That’s what Griffin says when he sees a squirrel.
me: ?? (baffled, but amused I just shake my head and continue to look for the correct street)