It was an easy choice, but I had to make it look like it was random.
Just ten minutes prior, when the handler was explaining the purpose of the dog and teaching us about the nose of a bloodhound, my quirky one gasped and pointed at me. He said, "The dog could have helped you."
Not sure of what he meant, I walked over and leaned in to ask him. He said, "The dog could have helped you when you were lost in Disneyland."
I had shared the story of being lost in Disneyland while in high school earlier in the year. I can't even tell you when I had shared the story, but he remembered.
When I asked how he had remembered that, he clicked his tongue, pointed at his head, and said, "I've got a good memory."
Oh dear one, you have warmed my heart by remembering my words.