THE CALMING POWER OF COFFEE

Polly, having heard Wilson's cries of distress, came in to see what was the matter, and between us we tried to calm him before he went into full melt-down mode. 

Upon reading the story again, it became clear that both men were hunters, and Polly suggested that maybe the anteater had felt threatened. 'Also,' she added, 'this was a GIANT anteater, not a cuddly Tamandua like you!'

'But my friend Dennis is a Giant Anteater!' W countered anxiously.

I asked Polly to take Wilson into the living room and sit with him, saying I'd bring him in a nice cup of coffee. 

'That will make you feel better!' I assured him.

'Can I have marshmallow and extra ants with it?' he called.